Chaos With Purpose

I write too, and I write a lot, and yes, it's all mine, every word, every line.

A.Birdy

 

Poetic Chaos

Random Chaos From Inside My Head

A Collection of Poetry by A. Birdy

The thoughts I have running inside my head.

Again

Ashes in her teeth 
Breath Stolen 
Smoke in her Lungs 
Feathers Scorched Again. 
Chosen One, Cosmic Collapse 
Resurrection Reruns 
Same Cycle, Same Blaze 
Born and Forged 
Shakes ash off like Glitter 
Middle finger Lit  
She's getting real sick of this shit.

Rebirth

She Burned  
She Learned 
She Rose 
From ashes flying fast 
Phoenix hits the atmosphere 
A star she became 
Now the universe will never forget her name.

Her Blaze

Fire Speaks 
Depths Keep 
Fire Fades 
Memory Clings 
Her Chaos 
Her Flame 
Her Power 
No Name 
Fire Bound  
Ash Kissed  
Cursed & Crowned  
Holy Blaze

Forged Grace

She doesn't arrive, she appears. 
Like a truth you can't unsee. 
She's the myth, the memory. 
The writer and the written. 
The pain and the potion. 
She's blessed and she's cursed 
She walks between worlds,  
burns bridges for warmth. 
She's the reason gods fall, and mortals rise. 
She's the answer to your prayer. 
Destroyer and Savior, all in one breath. 
Bow to her chaos,
rise with her love. 
Called by the stars not born of earth. 
Time can't erase her forged grace.

Pretend

Playing Pretend 
Thinking Again 
Mind Hijacked 
Soul Kidnapped 
Got to get back 
Reality Cracks 
Divinity Leaking Out 
Look They Shout 
Electric Static 
Shock the System  
Escape this Prison.

Chaos

Chaos Clearing 
Voices Gone 
Quiet Song 
Soul Speaking 
Hearing Clearly 
Divinity Laughing 
Cosmos Clapping 
Whistling Wanderer 
Bound for home 
Never Alone

 

I Waited In Your Silence

I waited in your silence. 
I waited for you, and it hurt. 
The waiting cost me my self-worth,  
sometimes my dignity,  
sometimes my sanity. 
The sad truth is, yes- all that waiting was in vain. 
Because all you ever handed me was nothing.
 
Not even pain,
 
just absence,
just the echo
of what I thought I saw. 
It was the price of falling in love with the man I saw inside you, 
not the man who actually stood before me. 
Then I saw you with my own eyes. 
I saw you returned with no words, 
only more silence. 
And the truth cut deep: 
You were never going to give me anything but hope to starve on,  
followed by silence, A silence that grew so loud it became unbearable. 
I wait in your silence no longer. because every empty hour only made me stronger. 
So thank you,
twin flame,
lesson, wound, and teacher. Job well done. 
I hope someday you find joy and freedom, instead of living chained to obligation and regret, bound by the choices that hold you where you are now.

 

Slim Chance

Slim chance in hell
yes I knew it
Wanted you anyway
went through with it
Tried to make you see
This thing between us could've grown
You didn't show up
You made it known without words
I felt more for you than you for me
I kept refusing to see
The one I wanted
Just did not want me

Madness Rising

Hearing Things
Ears Ringing
Mind Confused
Some Inner Muse?
A Voice Not Mine
No, no, You're  Fine
Just Walk Along
Keep Humming My Song
Strangers in Conversation
Spin Around
Glance Back
Who The Fuck Said That?
No one Answers
Cause Nobody's there
What The Fuck Is Going On Here?
Hearing Voices That Are Not Mine
Seemingly From Nowhere
More and More Each Day
Now I Sit Listening To Silence
Is it Madness? Or Just Clairaudience Rising?

 

 

Woke Up Alive

Woke up alive,
Feeling on fire
amazing this state 
Altered my perception 
Sovereign and free 
Fuck yeah, go me! 
Finally-Fuck I'm believing it. 
Thank you, Spirit 
your persistence 
dissolved resistance 
too stubborn to see 
I was worthy, deserving to be 
Still you sang to me 
You matter, you belong 
even when I was cursing you  and screaming
at my ceiling  
You never once stopped believing 
What I called straying was just sacred initiation 
In the decay, I found my power 
I'm a Fucking Phoenix Man!! 
I burn shit down  
only to rise again stronger 
the same human no longer

 

Spirit Gets A Piece Of My Mind

These dicks! I swear, Spirit, could you be anymore vaguer with some shit? If I didn't need help, I wouldn't ask you. So why do you insist on responding to me in ways that leave me with no answers but about 4,000 new questions? Why? Even your answer for that is ridiculous and not really an answer at all. Where that leaves us, me pist off, and you thinking you're being cute and funny. Well, you fucking aren't. Just a bunch of tough guys hiding behind a veil of reality, that's right. I've concluded that the veil is there so that those of us in bodies can't fuck you all up when you pull the shit you pull. So we can't fucking punch you all in the face when you say it's all about divine timing or that what is meant to be will be. Like this, physical life goes on forever; this life doesn't have eternity, only I do. Once this life is lived, it's done; no longer able to go further with it. It has only lived just this once, this one time, that's all I get as Amber. My larger being is my full spirit and soul, which gets to move on; it's the one with eternity, not me. So please, can we stop with the riddles and the vague bullshit, and get on with it?

Guides Should Be More Helpful

While I appreciate the whispered turn heres and don't go over theres. I feel that my guides and unseen friends around me should be more day-to-day helpful. Personally, for me, I would be much more grateful if you all could just help me find what I'm looking for. "Where are my fucking keys?" " Hey, remember you put them over there." " Ah, yes, thank you, there they are." Or even this one: " Why the fuck did I walk in here again, I can't fucking remember?" " You were gonna grab your hat." "Awesome, now I don't have to stand here for twenty minutes just to not remember until I'm in the car." Start the day out with more cheer and less fuck this. 

See, guides and unseen friends should extend their helper duties to assist us in not losing our shit over losing our shit daily. Am I right? Come on, you know that would be beyond fucking helpful in your daily life. I know it sure would be in mine. Does anybody know if Spirit has a suggestions box or an email we can reach them at? I'll do it, I'll ask for all of us. Just need that direct line contact information. Just need that customer service number to an agent, please, no thick accents, nobody understands those guys, great people just haven't a clue what they just said to me as to how to fix the issue.

Talking out loud or Self - Processing Therapy

Yup, I am one of those people who talks out loud to themselves. Yes, I also answer and argue about shit with myself out loud. People around, so what? Weird sideways looks, didn't your mother teach you it's not polite to stare? No, I wasn't speaking to you; I was speaking with the parts of myself that don't agree at the moment. They never agree, and it can get loud inside here, so I make them take it outside. Resolutions and compromises are always found once they voice it all.

Too many ideas flying around in your head, none of them making much of a cohesive anything. Start spouting them out loud as they come, eventually you will see how they connect and WHAM!, all of a sudden five of them come together and you have genius, brilliance. Never waste a racing mind; make use of it.

Have some situations that you need to talk out, but the other person chooses not to speak with you about said situation. Then you go ahead without them. You take the time to speak their side, stand in their place, and speak as them to yourself. How are they seeing it from their perspective? Take into account all possibilities as best as you can. And then speak as yourself from your perspective on it. Is there common ground between you? What do I feel I could change about how I responded? Was it about me, or was it really theirs that they projected onto me? Was I projecting onto them my bullshit?

Once you gain the insight, you can then speak to them from their perspective. And in doing that, it shows you hear them when they speak. Most people don't want to talk things out because they feel that nobody really listens to them, so why bother when they don't understand what I mean? When you pause and take the time to hash it out out loud, because face it, sometimes inside your head you don't really hear how it sounds once spoken, you hear all the true and false in your statements.

You took the time to understand and work through, and actually listen to what they were saying. Usually, that makes people feel like, okay, maybe I can speak with you and feel heard. Hmm, I think I will afford you the same kindness and step into your perspective so that you will also feel heard, and in that, we will always find common ground, even if only in some small way; it is enough.

I highly recommend speaking out loud to yourself, arguing, answering, and acting out others' lines. You will find those things that are for you to work on and the things that belong to them to work on. Keep your personal soul's evolution moving forward, and build your wisdom with love and compassion imperfectly. Remember, life will always be messy, and perfection is the biggest illusion there is.