BPD Awareness Poem.
My friends saw my eyes light up that day—when you came through the door and walked my way.
Oh-how I hung on every word you said. I felt the need to get closer to you, a chemistry between us, not misread.
But every time your eyes went astray, I was scared you'd run away.
Even if at the end of the day you'd tell me you wanted to see me again, I was scared of not knowing when.
I started seeing you every day as a friend but that wasn't enough, I needed you more, time without you was tough.
All my thoughts were consumed by you, making all these new memories, you were mending my heart like glue.
Then you told me you loved me, these feelings came so fast. But I loved you too.
But this worm in my ear, he screams and he doesn't disappear.
He tells me you want to leave, that all you do is lie and deceive.
But you're the best I've ever had? How could this be so? Surely this worm in my ear, he's wrong, he's got to go.
But no matter how hard I try, I can't get that voice to die.
So I'll do my best to ignore him for you, my favourite person— and hopefully the voices will not worsen.
He criticises your every move. For that reason, this worm, I cannot approve.
