Their sinking
Their drowning
Their blinking
Their frowning
She gave in
He wants to win
She wants to sing
Him a king
He's a failure who really loves booz
She dropped the fight ready to lose
He's with another having a snooze
She's at home counting in two's
She wants to die
Him survive
She lets out a sigh
He wants to thrive
She's sinking
He's blinking
She's drowning
He's frowning
She jumped
He slumped
She falls
He stalls
She died
He cried
She lied
He sighed
She's gone
And
He's b.r.O.K.e.n
YOU ARE READING
Splitting And Grounding
PoetryWelcome to a series of 4 am thoughts, BPD splits, suicidal ideation and my poor attempts at adequately expressing my emotions through writing. call them poems if you will some of its just writing what I need to get out others are something I spent t...
