1998
1998
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(in USA)
Take a Number --- Written 8-5-98. I wrote this while my husband and I were driving. Basically my first week in the US ... and the borderline started causing the negative thinking already. New start? Damn borderline followed me ... Greedy Words (Can't Change a Thing) --- Splitting everybody bad - myself, my husband. Typical "the entire world sucks" kinda point of view. Written about a month into my move to the US. Why Can't I ... --- My inital feelings about being in a relationship. Written about my now-husband after I'd been in the US for maybe a few weeks. Winning The War --- Make your life worth living RIGHT NOW, because after the final battle, you won't even remember the war. Long prose. wish i believed --- If I believed in a god other than myself then I could believe my mother is in Heaven. Written just after she died ... late 1998. Where Have You Gone (My Beautiful Friend)? --- Written very early morning after a night on LSD while I was coming down. Describes the way it feels like I lose a friend every time the trip's over ... People Like Me --- Prose piece. Very metaphorical - as is all my prose. Living with BPD and trying to escape. Be warned - very long. Personal favorite.
(pre-USA)
Life and Death in 3 Parts --- My most favorite poem/prose I've ever written. If you want to know what it's like having BPD, this is what it's like for me. It's sort of prose, so be warned, it's not short. Behind These Eyes --- If only people could see ... Boundaries --- What can I say - first half of '98 was a bad time ... Pieces Of Me --- Written 3-15-98. I really like this one, because I feel there are alot of my emotions in it. All I Am --- This was a view I had on sex ... Blind Traveling --- This pretty much sums up how I feel most of the time, but when I wrote it I felt extremely bad. Goodbye --- This was written about my ex-bf a little bit before I left Australia. Choking on You --- Dedicated to my first 'net friend, Eric. 12th June, 1998. StarGazing --- Prose piece. Metaphorical ... wishing for the things you can't have, hoping the rules will be changed ... falling, falling, falling. Not too long.
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