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How do I explain

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 out
And eventually, reach the people around me
How do I explain
That my actions aren’t always under my control
That the only thing I can feel
Without wanting to break
Is the pain of my own doing
How do I explain
That everyone leaves when I break
Because if you’re in my vicinity
And don’t head my warnings to leave me alone
I lash out with hurtful words and actions
That’ll hurt and break you down
Only for me to regret them soon after
And take it all out on myself
How do I explain
That being alone when I don’t want to be
Turns into an intense battle
A vicious war with myself
To not break and lash out at the ones I love
And to instead remember to stop and breathe
To process reality rationally
How do I explain
That I can’t do things like everyone else
That the simplest task
Become a life or death situation
That it makes me want to scream
How do I explain
That my mind is broken
And I hope you don’t leave
Because the monsters in me are terrible
And I’m still learning to control them
How do I explain
That I fear the love I’m shown
Even though I crave it
That part of me trusts the people close to me
And another part can’t believe a word they tell me
Tell me how do I explain
The mind that is ruled by different personalities
That all feel the pain of a single disorder
That’s so stigmatized by the world
How do I explain
Borderline Personality Disorder

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Angel of Darkness

I became friends with the darkness
The sun has become a myth
The Rain was only a comforting sound
And how I missed the snow

The walls were covered in tally marks
Counting the days
But seems time has escaped me
And the monsters in my head were only getting louder

I used to be afraid of the dark
But now I felt safe in it
Nobody came to my prison in the dark
I guess they can sleep peacefully at night
I don’t know how demons live in peace
When they break the halos and tear the wings off angels

My mom used to say I was an angel
Who was capable of healing others
My father said I was a monster
Who was capable of destroying everything in its path
I suppose my father was right
And my mother will be heartbroken
Because angels don’t kill and monsters do

I remember the darkness my closest friend
The rain almost burnt as it hit my skin
Red surrounds me and I smile at the sky
Freedom from hell at last
But was it worth the cost of heavens grace

I had crashed my door down
They were not expecting the monster that greeted them
Breaking my chains
Releasing all the rage within
A blood bath I won’t forget
Six souls sent to the pits of hell
By me the once pure angel
Now fallen from grace with an unquenchable taste
For vengeance against the demons who broke her

As I exhaled the smoke deep within my lungs
Burning tobacco was the only thing holding my soul to my body
I watched as they counted the bodies of my friends
Sixteen girls who were Jane Does to the men in uniforms
But were angels whom I remembered each one of their names
And still do to this day

As I closed my eyes to greet the darkness
Death knocking on my door like a close friend
I let my tears finally fall as I think of the things I’ve lost
As I think of the things I missed
But most of all as I let out a staggered breath
An aching feeling swallows my being
As I think of my dear precious snow

I had become friends with the darkness
That greeted me so kindly as I felt the world slip past me
The sun had returned to celebrate my escape
The rain was now a warm hug comforting my sorrow
But snow was an angel
Who’s innocence I could only hope
was still intact