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My mental health
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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