BPD

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In the tumultuous depths of the mind,
Where emotions rage and thoughts entwined,
Lies a soul with a fractured view,
Caught in the storm of BPD's hue.

Swinging between love and hate,
In a world where extremes dictate,
Identity shifts like shifting sands,
Lost in the chaos, where no peace stands.

Fear and longing, a constant fight,
Seeking connection, craving light,
Yet drowning in the sea of doubt,
Where shadows whisper, scream and shout.

But in the heart of this turbulent sea,
There lies a strength, a will to be free.
Through therapy, support, and care,
A path to healing, a journey rare.

With every step, a bridge is built,
Towards a future where peace is felt.
Though the road is rough, the journey long,
The spirit within grows brave and strong.

So to those who battle this invisible war,
Know you are seen, you are worth more.
Your story is valid, your pain real,
Hold on tight, your wounds will heal.

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