Drowning In BPD
Perpetually lost in thought.
My mind is a riptide, pulling me further and further into a world of darkness and confusion.
Twisting. Turning. Tumbling.
I resist.
I fail.
Yet again I’m submerged in obsession, agitation and self loathing.
Pained and numb.
Elated and troubled.
The combinations of contradictory emotions are endless.
And then, as if someone turned on a light.
I’m back.
The world is right again. Light. Bright. Simple.
Until another wave crashes over my head and the cycle starts again.
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