Two bruises on each cheek
Two bruises just the same
You're a tropical flower surrounded by weeds
And yet you're shedding all your leaves
No one can compare to this angel I see
Not even heaven can equate
Watching you in distraught
It gets hard for me to stand straight
Slowly you're turning black, the color of the night sky
But for some reason I feel the night is more vividly colored than the day
Seeing you like this I can only think I'm seeing your true colors
Even if the colors you pick are darker than all the others
YOU ARE READING
Borderline Personality Poetry
Şiir*TRIGGER WARNING* I have Borderline Personality Disorder These are the thoughts in my head I get the burning feeling to type out. Nobody in my life really cares to read them so I decided to put them on here. I have constant mood swings, so I can't t...
