When no one's around
That's when I collapse
Uncontrollable shaking
My own fists pounding mercilessly at my skull
Between every crack
The thoughts are what really
breaks me
Do better
Whack
Do better
Punch
DO BETTER
DIE
Oh look
She texted me back
Don't worry, it's all good
The tears retreat
The splitting of my skull halts
And I smile at the little heart emoji my FP sent me
Just wait until next time, BPD
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22.4.23
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bpd brain
Poetrya collection of unstructured poems expressing some experiences of bpd #5. borderline ~
