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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