my entire body feels like it's both on fire and under water
in the deepest part of a pool,
it's both red and blue,
it smells like burnt flesh and salty tears,
it tastes like decomposing bone marrow and vomit,
and it reeks of begging to be held by the devil
i hopelessly choke on air as i sob like a little child
for my love will always be violent
like a tsunami, i will destroy and drown even the smallest of souls
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On the Borderline- poems from someone with BPD, for people with BPD
PoetryThis book contains harsh themes that may be triggering for certain audiences, read with discretion. A collection of poems from someone who struggles with mental health issues and borderline personality disorder.
