She personifies the rift between town
and gown in the city,
pageant pretty, in pale pinks pellet,
lace sleeved adorned,
like a primrose she stands prominent
a gringo cigarette in one hand
Mexico’s flag in the other,
her country ‘tis of thee
like the contrafactum
of an earlier English anthem
God Save the King,
American democracy
she paints her de facto
her homeland in turmoil,
under an anthropomorphized sun
lest the moon’s clash in her own sky
Olmec ruins, laid foundation
stone heads, deep-rooted cacti
leaving behind the natural nation
she’ll advance athwart
contra the cold chicken coop
industrialization’s smokestacks,
the iconic River Rouge Plant
ugliness versus beauty
a glossy façade?
homesick for her pagan past
i love you and you know i would do anything for
you and it kills me that i know you wouldn't do
the same for me.
you’re all i have
please don’t leave me
i hate you for this
i hate that you’re the only thing keeping me alive
when whether i’m alive or not
truly means nothing in your universe
that i yearn to be a part of
your universe;
that which i crave to be
the dark night sky that scares you when you’re alone
the stars you smile at because they’re so beautiful
the moon that make you feel safe under that same dark sky
i want you to need me
as much as i need you
realising i’m nothing more than another person to you
kills me
i want it to kill you
it’s killing me
i want you to need me
i need you to want me
not of my own accord, don’t flatter yourself
When Borderline
Characteristics
Become So
Acceptable,
Even Normal...
The Borderline
Naturally Expands
Itself To Suit!
There You Are
Funny Again!
Hilarious!
It's An Infinite
Expanse, With
No Borders,
Unless You
Think So.
Funny.
Borderline!
-Gray Squirrel
04-11-2026
Hideaway
Hideaway
Put it all in the attic
Runaway
Runaway
From the world when your manic
Giveaway
Giveaway
All your things when your depressed
Cuz maybe they’ll care when you’re dead.
Throwaway
Throwaway
Those thoughts. You know You’re a god
Go away
Go away
From all this, start a million things you’ll never finish.
Stowaway
Stowaway
The negativity and overconfidence
You’ll seem more normal if you do.
A struggle everyday
Cuz disorder doesnt go away
No matter how much booze I drink
No matter all the thoughts I think
Just think about what you would do
If you were me, and I was you
The sun goes down, the storm begins to rise,A tidal wave behind my weary eyes.
The fear of being left, the splitting dark,
Each emotion leaving such a burning mark.
I grab the glass to numb the jagged edge,
To stop myself from walking off the ledge.
With every sip, the roaring silence breaks,
A temporary shield for my mistakes.
I drown the "too much," hide the frantic need,And plant the, "I am fine," synthetic seed.But when the fog lifts, the trauma remains,The same broken heart, the same heavy chains.The bottle promises a quiet night,But leaves me sinking, hidden from the light.Yet,
I consume to fill a painful, aching emptiness,
My spirit residing in a dark void of an abyss.
I long to be my man's revered empress.
I love harder, more than need to impress.
I despair in my own world full of aether.
Many ways in which I can fall and falter.
I rather be nothing like my mother or father,
But truth is I'm a mix of their worst together.
I silently stay forever at war with ego within,
Hoping for one to give me a different spin.
I rather be better than whom I have been,
But I struggle to be one who'll always win.
I love deeply, madly, truly, so never forget
Once my heart sets on you, I'll never regret
The way I risked my life without any fret,
To find you, and for you, my life I will bet.
Sit on that fence
We're borderline
Caught emotions
Stuck in time
We're hot and cold
We burn and freeze
Searching for
A real release
Anger flares
In fiery eyes
They'll never see under
Our disguise
Stuck between
The good and bad
No grey exists
Just happy, sad
Black or white
It's A or B
You cannot cure
What you can't see
We know too much
We feel intense
That borderline
That same old fence
This borderline
Is not quite me
It creeps and crawls
Where I can't see
It seeps between
My soul and brain
It lies and hurts me
Again..Again
It gives me anger
I do not need
The black depression
Cannot be freed
So do not love me
I'll push away
Then miss you always
Please please stay
I'm borderline
It's not okay
Became a ghost
Became a stray
And so I walk on
Through the mists
As we are strong
And we exist
In the end
We strive to be
Just who we are
And..meant to be
The river breaks its mirror with a scream,
Moods whip the trees — calm, then storm — then gone.
In love, I drown; in fear, I flay the dream.
A thousand selves pull knives inside one dawn.
The eyes of others turn my skin to glass,
Every slight — a spear, each kindness — pain.
Abandonment’s cold breath will never pass;
I chase and bite and beg and start again.
I wear my bleeding heart for all to see,
But shame is acid poured upon my seed.
Rage blooms in seconds, vanishes in cries,
While emptiness gnaws marrow from my thighs.
Unchecked, the soul dissolves in fractured light,
Births deeper wounds: addiction, endless fight.
With hands unmet, I spiral through the gloom,
A body living only to consume —
And none can save me if I don't choose soon.
I love you my dear
especially when you're near
you always seem to make my head feel clear
I hate you, you traitor
you left me in fear
you were gone so long that I drank five cases of beer
I'm so in love with you
please don't leave
truly I'll do anything to make you stay
I beg of you please
I wish you'd die and go to hell
I heard your tone
now I feel unwell
Oh I love you so much
can we get married?
It's only been a few months but
I swear it's not that crazy
You sounded off...
I swear I heard it...
I'm sorry I didn't mean to be such a big burden...
I have done so many things to end who I used to be,
But the truth is I only want to die to be set free,
'Cause I feel as though I may never ever truly be happy.
the borderline moon
half glass of optimism
emptied out dark side
a man and woman in smile
its crescent lullaby psalm
borderline
border of the line
is it left or right
forwards or backwards
should i stay should you go
is it me is it you or is it us?
maybe its noting
maybe im going to hurt you
before you can hurt me
should i go?
no you should stay.
go away
no stay i need you
your my solitude but your going to hurt me just go.
please stay for a while longer everyone else left without staying a little longer it will get better i love you, i love you and the borderline
at the border of the line
I don’t want my love to be violent.
But when I love, I rip my organs out of my chest, I take my knitting needles and make you a scarf out of my intestines to keep you warm while I bleed out freezing.
When I love, I see your trail of fingerprints, heart shaped kisses and scars. When love passes it doesn’t feel like it’s mine, it still belongs to you.
I wince at the thought of someone else erasing your mark, taking your property.
When I love, I mentally change my last name to yours, hell I'd even change my first name. anything to feel closer to you, I want to feel you, be you, touch you, if I'm not everything to you I'm nothing, I'm worthless.
When I love, I brush my teeth stood next you every night. I take hold of your toothbrush and playfully brush for you. when I'm alone I'm scared I'm going to get dental decay because brushing my teeth without you next to me, i just don’t feel clean.
In shadows cast by fractured minds, a dance,
Borderline whispers, a tumultuous trance.
Emotions veer, a rollercoaster ride,
For those who stand close, by love's sweet side.
A storm within, tempests of the mind,
Identity fractures, elusive to find.
From highs to lows, a relentless ride,
BPD's grip, where emotions collide.
Intense connections, yet fears of abandon,
Chaotic relationships, a heart's wild abandon.
Impulsive acts, a desperate plea,
Affects the ties that bind, one's sympathy.
In this turmoil, empathy must reside,
For those touched by BPD, love is their guide.
Through therapy's art and patience, so kind,
Hope blooms, a healing, for hearts entwined.
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