Crashing smashing
Claws slashing
Teeth gnashing
Thrashing my heart,
The depth of my soul
Into the wall.
Poetry: Split
Posted by in Personl Blog, Poetry Author: chibininjablog
I'm a passionate athlete and lover of words. I struggle with Generalized Anxiety Disorder and depression, but I'm determined to make something great of myself.
Update: I started this blog in 2016, but as of April 2019, I have been diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD) and may also be bipolar. I am still determined to do something great with my time here on Earth. My words are my connection to you, to myself, and to existence.
Posted by in Personl Blog, Poetry Poetry: First Kiss(es)?
Posted by in Personl Blog, Poetry Trigger warning: This poem contains trauma content. I’m learning to not be afraid anymore.
My BPD: Splitting
Posted by in Personl Blog Splitting is a defense mechanism often used by people who suffer from BPD or other trauma to turn a situation into a complete black or white situation to cope with pain or suffering.
Love Poem: Coming Home to You
Posted by in Personl Blog, Poetry Your fingers squeeze my organs
Like a baby’s loving grasp,
Reactive, Instinctive,
Holding with gentle trust.
Poetry: Love is a Greedy Bitch
Posted by in Poetry Who is this ambiguous figure
That contorts and lingers into
Green, eyes pried to the side
For intended hurt pride;
Poetry: The Tragedy of First Love
Posted by in Poetry Our feet were dirty with sand
as we danced
hand in hand; we laughed
like two kittens
bitten by euphoria,
an original story
of crush-smitten children.
The Dichotomy of Sexuality and Self-Esteem
Posted by in Personl Blog Sexuality is a complicated subject for me. I grew up very sheltered and innocent, so sex has long been associated with shame and fear in my mind. When I began to come of age, I interpreted my yearnings and urges to be a longing for love. I associated sensuality and affection for acts of love…Read more »
