Souls Don’t Die | A Poem for my Grandparents

All my grandparents have left,

Yet none of them are gone.

They left behind disease,

They left behind old age,

They left behind suff’ring.

Now it all starts anew,

Every spirit’s next step.

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When Borderline Meets a Narcissist

Her memory takes hold,

When I never held her.

Magnetism drew us together,

Palpable at first encounter.

Our obstructive accompaniment,

Could never survive either’s journey.

Objectively knowing?

Does nothing for the heart.

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In Defense of “Birthday Month”

Whenever August 1st comes around,

“It’s the beginning of Birthday Month!”

I’d play along to a certain extent,

More times than not I’d also tease,

“People only get one birthday,

No one gets an entire month!”

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Poetry Doesn’t Have to be Perfect

“Oh no, that stanza should be over there…”

Publishing poetry changes the words,

They no longer only belong to me,

Every reader has their own impression,

Clicking publish removes it from my control.

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I’m Crazy, Not Stupid | Living with BPD


If only I would’ve been stupid,

It would’ve been unable to hide.

If therapists could’ve read my mind,

The diagnosis would’ve been easy.

Those 10 years of decay,

My symptoms were right there,

Finally reached the surface.

I’m not stupid,

But I was lifeless.

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“What’s Buddhism?” | Eightfold Path: Right Speech

Whenever I’m asked to explain Buddhism,

My mind goes into immediate hyperdrive,

My soul scrambles to discover the right words,

How do I know which are the right words,

When I’m not an enlightened being?

How do I align with teachings of right speech,

When I must explain such a personal thing?

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