Poetry written by a Borderline

Can You Hold Me?

I wonder if you've noticed-

the way I've been wasting away,

how I've let my energy run out.

My skin is pale.

My world has gone dark.

My mind is endless, but my body is not.

Soon,

my time will come

to step into the lovely boat-

upon the floral sea.

I crave warmth.

I crave love.

Can you hold me?