Dysphoria Poems - Poems about Dysphoria

An ultimatum stood at my door And greeted me so fondly To the tune of my thumping heartbeat. "Live as I seem or die as I am" The words had reverberated in my skull and rattled my bones- Sick with grief and mourning Of a life never lived, A lick of air never tasted on a tongue of a new man- Not man-soon-to-be,...

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For once i smile and dance as i look at my reflection in mirror oh the clothes fit my body so nicley, i like it i like it when i look at me and feel something thats not making me want to curl up and cry I dance and sing whatever song is playing i dont care what it...

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Ironic we live in a time when partial people Feel the need to cut off parts To be more whole These parts can range From friends and family, home and culture To their own distinctive body But the effect is the same Individuals made even less In their effort to be something more (1/2/25) ...

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There is only something right within me I need to choose a side this time And I don't know how to pick myself Debilitating dysphoria occurs in my soul And I am left with a stranger once again ~Ayesh...

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This is a poem regarding gender dysphoria and being transgender. If you do not support that kind of thing, please do not leave rude comments and simply click away. I actually found this poem recently in one of my old journals from almost three years ago now, so there is much history to this poem. I...

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It’s 2023 and the war between the sexes has reached a fevered pitch Maybe it’s what they call 3-D chess But whatever, the boundaries have shifted Blurred and literally merged Or at least now we pretend they have As the enemy storms the gates And being given the key to the city Finds she/he/they/it safely ensconced within. Someone recently told me I don’t...

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i can never be myself skin stretching around fat around tissue around blood around bones pushing through, spreading out, im aching but never breaking through i never wanted any attention never wanted to be visible at all i can never be myself sturdy muscle collapsing in on itself what good is a functioning body that isn’t mine i’m sorry that i’m...

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That damned thing between the walls that stares and stares all day long, A ghost, a ghoul, something fowl, You can tell from how it scowls, It whispers truths I wished denied, its body clad head to toe in lies, I cannot shake the cursed eyes, which stalk me still through day and night, This creature which tears my soul to shreds, Haunts my...

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It’s 2023 and the world wants to know ‘What is a woman?’ Apparently now all it takes is call yourself one and, poof, you are. Which means we have finally arrived in the post-modern nightmare of objectiveless fantasy. In this fantasy definitions and identities are as fluid as genders. Fee, I want to be a billionaire as I demand the bank give me...

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Short Poem Dysphoria Miracle Man 1/14/2023 Due to lifely issues, numbering a bunch, quality of life has taken a different track. Today, Dysphoria is eating my lunch, and readies itself to pop the sack. Tom ...

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It’s easy to believe That humans don’t have hearts After what they’ve done to me Lies tend to numb the hurts But I’ve never been the type To lie, cheat, or steal Instead I like to run To run from what is real And while I’ve never been athletic I’ve always been creative So I like to pretend It matters what a person is It doesn’t Not really No,...

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Made In America Is a fable By foreign companies For Gullible patrons Who love To call themselves Patriots Today a key To unlock the apartment Tomorrow It will be Your debit card And A credit score Will float over your head Kids go to school Not in the latest fashion Nor Do they wear uniforms No School kids Today they wear Bullet-proof vests No healthcare for all But war! War for all ages! Step up! One and all! Except for the rich! Only the...

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There's a constant drone in the back of my head Hide them Hide them Hide them Hide them A constant drone that turns my vision red Hide them Hide them Hide them Hide them Snap Snap Snap Snap Every picture hurts Crack Crack ...

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I'm sick of living my life on a timer It restarts daily, but it ticks forevermore There's only one solution to the timer But it's not available to me They can't see why I hate the timer They think the time on it is enough Sometimes they ask why I need the time They say, "If the timer bothers you, stop taking...

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The person you are inside, Your real self, your personality, Is not who you look like on the outside You are not show in reality Body and mind are not one, Two different things apart You are now done With being split in part Between what is shown And what is you really The body you think you own And the one inside, you finally Decide to...

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