Comfort.
Quiet.
Tranquility.
We are alone.
The world goes on above us,
but they do not know-
we are here.
Hunger no more.
Fading fatigue.
In the earth-
nothing else matters.
I am with you,
and you with me.
Suffocating tonight.
Tomorrow,
our light will have faded-
but right now,
we are together.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry written by a Borderline
PoesiaA collection of poems I've written, often influenced by my BPD.
