EMOTIONS by B. Sean Peterson
I am surrounded by people, yet I am aloneTalking is easy, yet the words are silentI am calm as still water on the outsideInside I am a tumultuous wave of disasterI see color all around me,yet my thoughts are black and white
I long to feel lovedBut I sabotage my love awayI desire tendernessyet I squeeze it to deathI want to belong to someoneyet I lack the ability to keep them
My ups and downsare a part of meWoven in my fibersabandonment inspiresWho am I?A man with BPD
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