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My mental health. 

Oh this empty feeling in my core,
A constant ache I can't ignore,
A void that can't be filled with lies,
An emptiness that never dies.

Why can't I feel like others do?
Why must I always feel so blue?
My emotions are clouded, unclear,
Making it hard to face my fears.

Why can't I translate what's true?
Why must I always feel so blue?
My mind and heart are torn apart,
As I try to mend my broken heart.

My body and mind ebb and flow,
I struggle to keep control,
But sometimes I just can't keep track,
My mental health, always under attack.

It's hard to understand how,
My emotions can change so now,
One moment I am happy and free,
The next, consumed by misery.

I try, yet nothing seems to show,
No matter how much I try to grow,
My heart feels lost and oh so blue,
Lost in this sea of emotions so true.

What will become of my heart,
As I continue to fall apart?
What will I ever do,
To escape this endless cycle, so cruel and new?

The bad days don't just depart,
BPD keeps the ache so new,
It's a constant battle for my sanity,
A struggle that consumes all of me.

I search for answers in vain,
Hoping that people will get me,
But I will feel empty again,
Call it BPD, its name is insanity.

Written after my diagnosis of BPD (borderline personality disorder) and PTSD  (Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder) in 2023. By Davina Browne

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