Poetry
Raw verses from a bipolar mind.
Poetry is where it all began — raw, unfiltered verses on bipolar disorder, survival, love, and the beautiful wreckage of a feeling mind. Step in; leave changed.
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The Chair That Ate the Family
Grandpa’s recliner had a way of swallowing everyone who dared to sit in it — and keeping whatever they left behind. It’s a funny, tender little tribute to the chair that held our crumbs, our laughter, and a whole family’s memories.
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Damned Souls
Damned Souls captures love as both solace and torment, where time itself becomes the pulse of longing. Through haunting rhythms and tender imagery, the poem binds two souls in passion, darkness, and eternal memory—a love story etched in stars, shadows, and the unyielding tick of the clock.
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Black Rose
A solitary black rose stands alone in a garden of colors, beautiful yet feared, unwanted yet unbroken. Its dark petals whisper of isolation, strength, and the longing for connection. When someone finally dares to embrace its uniqueness, two lonely souls find solace in each other’s presence.
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Binds
Ice burns through the chest, freedom becomes a cruel illusion, and binds linger even when the shackles are gone. Binds captures the ache of emptiness, the weight of choices, and the haunting question of whether escape truly exists. Yet, amidst despair, hope flickers faintly in the mist.
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A World in Gray
“A World in Gray” unravels the weight of numbness and despair, painting a world stripped of color, joy, and light. Through stark imagery of storms, shadows, and hollow songs, the poem captures the haunting stillness of depression while hinting at the hidden struggle of longing for freedom and release.
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8:39PM
“8:39PM” unravels the silence of despair through haunting verses that echo betrayal, loss, and inner torment. With imagery of shadows, frozen nights, and broken vows, the poem embodies the raw voice of pain and truth, a dirge for a soul shackled by lies and desperate for release.
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A Raft to Drift Upon
A Raft to Drift Upon is a tender meditation on love’s power to carry us through life’s fiercest storms. Written by Kiana Jimenez and paired with David White’s Raging Sea illustration, this Emotive Fusion Art piece captures resilience, warmth, and hope in the face of adversity.
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Lotus
Like the lotus rising from unyielding mud, you were made to thrive in the dark, to gather strength from shadows, and to bloom, whole and radiant, under the light.
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Blind Love
Am I just too unreasonable? All I ever want was to have your heart Are you just too ignorant of that? All you ever want to do is release me. I live with all the pains you give me. But I still love you with all of my heart. You cut my heart into many…
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Blank Canvas
So many thoughts, so many ideas— yet my mind is a void, like a painting that hasn’t begun. I yearn for beauty, for colors to burst forth, lighting this shadowed world. But my mind is an expanse of white, racing like a storm. My senses are dulled, yet I feel everything. I see what could…
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Self-Worth
Lately, I feel worthless. I needed to find some value in me, So I sold what I had For little a fee. My eyes for a penny I sold to some fools, They’re blind and useless, Mistook for jewels. My lips for a nickel To the sweetest sin, So they’ll know the love That has…
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Darkness Descends
In darkness, lost spirits mourn a failed obsession and the end of hope and passion.
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Night Ritual
The narrator experiences an impending sense of doom as storm clouds gather, feeling crushed by fear and isolation, pleading for forgiveness while confronting the inevitability of death.
Wander to Another Chamber
The vessel holds more rooms — step into a different chamber of verses, tales, and thought.