Sometimes nothing even matters
Sometimes all that matters is sleep
Sometimes you try to get your life together
And sometimes you stop trying
It's those times when you feel small
You almost feel like you're nothing
Picture perfect but torn and creased on the edges
I want to turn to paper, crumble myself up, and light a match so I can watch myself burn.
And I'll record the sound and send it to my friends so they will know what it's like to be truly hurt.
You want to be here to listen but you leave me when I'm at a time in need.
I want to teleport to another galaxy when you call out my name.
I want to get away.
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Borderline Personality Poetry
Poetry*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...
