Splitting

Stay

Splitting

i meant it

i meant it all

that i despised all of what she was made of

skin and bones

that the fire that was once alive

kept me warm

now leaving me cold

that the connection that was once strong

has weakened

erase her

silence occupied the room like lightning

she had shut the door behind her

isn't this what you wanted?

your words to wound her

your screams to expose her demons

your cries to send her guilt

so you meant it? you meant it all?

oh honey at least you thought you did

sad poetry
Poetry For Borderlines
Poetry For Borderlines
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Borderline Personality Disorder.

My BPD experiences in writing. I hope you know you are not alone & you are understood.

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