1996
| Grounded --- | Just a very basic poem |
| Wasn't It Clear? --- | Looking back and wondering if I made what I wanted clear ... |
| Little Girl Lost --- | One of my favorite poems, which I wrote about the way I generally feel. |
| My Backpack Of Sorrow --- | Another poem I like alot, with the same kind of emotions tied in as Little Girl Lost. |
| Reasons --- | Every morning starts the same way ... |
1995
| Beware of Him --- | I wrote this about my boyfriend at the time. We had an argument about something minor, and in true BPD fashion he became "all bad" in my eyes. |
| Dark Cloud --- | This is from around the same time as the previous "Beware of Him". It was written under basically the same circumstances. |
1994
| I'm Sorry --- | This poem was written after an argument with two close friends. I still to this day don't understand exactly what the fight was about, but we never became friends again. |
| Wish I Could Explain --- | Seems the label "BPD" is meant to be the answer to the questions I've always asked myself, but that still doesn't make it any easier to explain, even after 2 years. |
1993
| Slowly The Tears Fall ... --- | I see now in this poem I was questioning my feelings and having a hard time understanding my emotions and the reactions these caused inside me. |
| Why Can't They See? --- | Maybe this is why I self-mutilate sometimes - physical signs of the way I feel inside. But through this poem I think I've also shown the fact that actually talking to people about how I feel doesn't enter my mind. Everyone should be a mind-reader and my life would be easier ... |
| Wish I Could Forget --- | Basic poem - relationship ended ... world falls aparts. |
1992
| I Thought --- | I wrote this after a break-up. I think this is a pretty common reaction to breaking-up for BPD's, but perhaps non-BPD's feel the same way too. I wouldn't know ... |
1990
| Crossing the Line --- | This was from while I was at school, and long before I was diagnosed BPD. |
| Sometimes --- | I wrote this about a 'friend' who stopped talking to me and started being mean to me, for reasons unbeknown to me. I wasn't angry at this person though because at the time I cared about her alot. |
1989
| Sitting In The Corner --- | One of the very first poems I remember writing. I wrote this at school way before I even really understand there was something "wrong" with me. At the time I was just writing how I felt, but now I can see it was typical borderline. Notice the use of the words "abandonment" and "banishment" ... |
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