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Anime, My Poetry, Poetry

Shooting stars.

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Bright as a shooting star, igniting the universe;I am born once again.

Illuminating the cosmos. Mesmerizing truths and realizations baffled before so clear now.

I was lost, trampling snow in a place unknown overthrown in self doubt and conflicted loathe.

I was self indulged in self destruction malnourished of real substance encompassed in self corruption never seeing light it’s obstructed.

But that’s past tense I’m fastened in my journey to my last quest, luminous natural like when the grass bends.

Blooming and blossoming. Autumn leaves. Calming breeze. A soldier like me only armed with peace.

Customized juxtaporized to my reborn self conducting rhymes that unlock the mind.

See clear.

The infinite number is single, you in this moment a single bell ringing, it humbles.

Nina

Source: Shooting stars.

Anime, My Poetry, Poetry

Dilated Wordsmith. “In my poetry videos…”

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In my poetry videos…

You may notice my pupils dilated

How faded inebriated; shade is.

So here comes another; words smothering comforting

My abundant soul sunset.

Its under control? Nonsense.

Untempt me from my crazy ways

So can amaze the grace page after page; a sage

Wait a second don’t taint or take a hasty weapon

I made; It be left wrecked.

Pain is a beautiful muse;

Make mistakes and tighten my noose

So tight until I can’t breathe

Reciting poetry from the…

Deep dark ocean; where i sleep

Drowning at the bottom;

Hand holding bottle

Putting the nozzle to my guzzle

And watch as my last breathe bubbles…

To the surface; where its worded

Popping and bubbling

It can be troubling

When Im at the bottom of the ocean

Struggling.

 

Nina

Writing

Finally… “Poetic Journalling Randomness”.

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Today I have an appetite to write; Finally back to a stage where I feel comfy sharing my life.

“Its been a hard 6 months but I think I can finally jump back on top of the ball; bounce off the walls happy and giddy… I think that is my true side after all.”…

I used to love to write journal entries in my blog and I think I can do it again.

One of the first things that comes to my mind is you L.C. ;

To my lovely girlfriend it was great to see you yesterday if you are reading this.

Whatever I choose to say doesn’t even really matter; I’d be happy to splatter the page with utter bonkers nonsense. But I don’t really have to do that. Rats…

So it was a hard 6 months being sick and not seeing the love of my life as much as I wish but amazing things have happened to me whether I like to acknowledge them or not.

Wait what are the amazing things? Well… I am still alive; thats one. I have battled mental and physical illness and won. Thats two… I’m still very much in love with my girl… Thats threeeee. I don’t know is three little things amazing enough? Yeah I guess it is.

OH. A year anniversary of moving into my home. Realistically; things are great, I am often just extremely happy to be lying in my bed and staring at the ceiling. Battling Bipolar comes with some serious depression but I have learned over the past 10 years with it how to deal.

Woah this really is just a rant of nothingness. Hmmm… Nothingness is pretty calm though.

I wonder if I even still have readers that look to my posts after I seemingly started giving less and less…. I suppose I am still writing some poetry of course but It “In my opinion” doesn’t have the same finesse as when I began.

I promise to give it my all. From now on.

Your Nina.

Anime, My Poetry, Poetry

RhYmETHeRaPY .NoT QUITE pSYCHOenOugh.

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IFIMNOTQUITE PSYCHOENOUGH

THEYLLBECALLINGMYBLUFF

WishINI wasCrAZier Than I am NOW

It’D be More Profound iF i Silenced the sound…

After the rounds rained n ANnounced My Style

Hopefully I wouldn’t go down the DarKER path and nod out

Go all out; fall off; fall out; ON CLOUT.

Demount reality and call out.

Im fuckin here NoW

Yeah its fucking weird now

Maybe I’d be an EyeCon with what I’m on

I know I’m TNEREFFID you can see it with the lights off

Im mad / myself for being mad /myself

Why my whole life; I dig a hole right

Where my soul right?

My soles are holes from walking the road I…

I know that ain’t right; just killing me in HindzsightZ

Get my mind right by loosening the screw$

S-hits too tight-

and the timing for losing my mind

Was Juuuuust Right.

But if I was more loco I’d know more-so the deeper the door goes

Open it up…

Then I wouldn’t be mad at myself; simply just mad; myself

I’d fight viciously and live vicariously promiscuously

Winking she*

And obliviously write on the walls of history

Maybe I’d be that myth n that mystery that sets me free

I could be anyone and anything and when its ALL SAID AND DONE

Maybe they’d remember me

As a brave soul; a soldier went an awal for a great good

If I could be a better me than I wouldn’t have a name

Just an entity that recipes the next belief

Sets me free and I can R.I.P.

In the gutter where my mind

Has always been.

 

Nina

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When I Ran Away With The Night.

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In the sweet dark of night;

The blanket of black comfort

Watch over me with eyes of moon and stars

We’ll be going and going and going

So far; from this hole

This time we’re never coming back

And Im ecstatic

I waited my whole life

To disappear into your arms

Its finally time for us to go away

There is no love left

And no reason to stay

I calmly walk on down the lane

Counting my money

Nose runny

Tears of joy;

Streaming down my face

 

Nina

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Sick of being sick.

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I wish I didn’t get sick on the daily

I don’t want to wonder what this pain is

In my stomach

I don’t want to wake up in agony

I don’t want to be scared of what that may be

I wan’t to be normal again

I wan’t to be in control of my day

I hate feeling like this

Feeling like shit every time I open my eyes

No answers from doctors every single time

For four months; I throw up when I wake up

With no clue what its a case of…

People keep calling me pregnant and its getting old

I wish! That would be a miracle and a gift!

This is a curse;

Ive never dealt with a sickness that troubled me worse

I got to get to the bottom of this

Find out what the damn problem is

Im SICK AND FUCKING TIRED of…

“Throwing up

Tears running down my face

Waking up…

Like this.”

 

Nina