Holding Cells Aren’t Helping

This is the tale of my stay at the Lawrence Memorial Med 6 Psychiatric Unit. It outlines how poor care is given even when the stay is voluntary.

The Water’s Rising Past My Eyes

This piece was written while inducing a hypomanic state. I had a lot of scrambled energy that needed to come out and this poem is the product of the current state of my psyche. Lucky I have a new therapist.

Forgive me for my faults (because I can’t)

Forgive me for my faults is a new piece written on 9/26/19 that was sparked as an outlet to an episode of Borderline Personality Disorder. It’s often common for people with personality disorder to deal with false thoughts that are programmed into them.

Monthly Me: August

Content Warning: Medication problems, social stigma, suicide, and dementia are shared in this episode.

The Water’s Rising Past My Eyes

This piece was written while inducing a hypomanic state. I had a lot of scrambled energy that needed to come out and this poem is the product of the current state of my psyche. Lucky I have a new therapist.

Forgive me for my faults (because I can’t)

Forgive me for my faults is a new piece written on 9/26/19 that was sparked as an outlet to an episode of Borderline Personality Disorder. It’s often common for people with personality disorder to deal with false thoughts that are programmed into them.

Changing Veins and Lanes

This cursed life is just a ploy A simple toy… Employed by misery to murder joy I try to fight the void… But my will, long destroyed I wish to see …

The Artifact

The Artifact

I wanna live in my dreams Rip between the seams The people in my mind are more coherent it seems To be… Reality is nothing to me Jokingly – Brush aside …

Oblivion

Oblivion

Since being on Topamax writing anything original has been near impossible. This is the first original piece I have written since then. It is about BPD and my struggles of identifying the subtle differences of it from bipolar inside of myself.

Disemodied

A short poem about depersonalization. It also speaks to self-hate as well as attempting to over come that by re-uniting with the self.

Taking Down (From The Inside)

Taking Down (From The Inside)

Fade the shades and lay with me
The light can’t see
Where we are now.
I clutch you, my photograph, tightly

Diefy Me

Deify Me -or- Make me Whole.

A gothic metal song written with a double bass drum kick.

Something Besides Fashion

Something besides fashion

This poem is takes dark energy of codependency and drives it to a point of psychosis.

Acid Head

Acid Head

There is something inside you
What was that behind you?
Cant, you keep track of time?
They are coming to find you…
Some air outside will make you feel fine…
It’s freezing… you’re burning!
I need to find a place to hide…