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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