Bpd Poems - Poems about Bpd

I’m sitting all alone with this empty hole inside, I can’t seem to stop thinking “it’s always me, I’d rather die”. The voices surround me, crying out my biggest fears. As I sit staring blankly at the wall my eyes are filled with tears. Sometimes I feel no emotion, sometimes I’m filled with dread. I’m angry...

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To Women With BPD Born sad, with an addiction to be loved, lone female of a wasted woman world. Strong longing in the night hours to be hugged. You, precious proper Borderline girl. Borderline Disorder of Personality, running from him to him in search of home. A female love addict as it may be. Horrible fear of being left alone. Where’s your gift...

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Well, I think I found them. Yes they may not look the same, and yes they may not have the same personality. But it’s not always just about that, that isn’t what I'm looking for. I’m looking for the same kind of soul that I can feel connect with mine. The kind of soul that...

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Imagine waiting for something or maybe it’s someone. Someone you look for in everyone you pass by but not someone that is easy to find. Everytime you pass by these people you look at their feet first, see what kind of shoes they have on. Destroyed black sneakers that are stained darker with red. Then...

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I crave love and affection whilst my brain perceives it as rejection, i have plans for my future, yet plans for my departure. They say most don't live to see 25, yet that's a lie, as we silently suffer, even when we wish to die....

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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...

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How do I explain That my emotions are painful That happiness is euphoria That anger is blinded rage That love borders obsession How do I explain That my emotions are my enemy That sadness is suicidal thoughts That pain is an agonizing fire that consumes me That emotions are a hurricane That merged with a tornado and tear away at my body from the inside...

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Because my brain fights me People think I’m crazy. Doomed either way....

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This is a poem to my BPD. As much as I hate you, I need to accept you are a part of me. That is not to say my diagnosis defined who l am, more that I need to treat you with as much compassion as I possibly can. You were barely a teenager when...

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I have borderline I have bipolar I have PTSD I have anxiety I have scars I'm not abusive I'm not manipulative I'm not cold I'm not crazy I'm not attention seeking I'm hurt I'm sad i'm lonely I'm scared I'm abused See me Notice me I am smart I am caring I am loving l am empathetic I am Me...

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borderline between what may i ask? floating whilst the clock ticks by tears on the night of your life pain in pleasure pleasure in pain doors closed the slams still echo in your brain in-prisoned by your own name dust scatters over where you lay an endless impossible escape you planned at 5 imprints of those who held you tight just to leave you in the...

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Regret has become a vindictive old friend We’ll go hand and hand until my cold bitter end And as hard as I try to fake and pretend These holes in my heart I’ll never fully mend All these men They feel free to mistreat my body In the mirror, I can’t see the carefree girl I used to be SET ME FREE LET...

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To live with borderline personality disorder - unpredictable behavior the balloon can explode at any time The threshold is low a flame that cannot be extinguished 01/02/2023 Sun :) - A-L Andresen :) ...

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I operate in abundance of extremes, Flirtish to skittish; kind-hearted to mean I am a tolerant bigot or a emotional stoic Yet everyone around me don’t even know it The tug-o-war of conflicting interests Both teams in an endless contest To control my fast twitch reflex Of my best defence; verbal offence. Shutting people down from entering my mind When I see...

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never do listen to sweet sirenes´ call promises made by them lead to your fall they try to lull you into a false peace claiming that all of your problems would cease go read their faces they just need to feed upon surrender they want you to bleed watch out for soft words including a lure to sweet temptation don't yield do...

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