Frozen Feelings

Fear and depressionCold and numb, feelings frozen in place,

Refusing to feel, secure in my isolation,

My emotions scattered across the wasteland of my soul,

My darkest nights are a playground in which fear and demons run free.


Alone not lonely my torments accompanies me,

Tearing through my skin with the aid of a blade,

Blood flows like tears healing the pain,

Deforming the human form to reflect my inner shame.


Seal the world away and hid behind the curtains,

TV sounds to drown the outside away,

Phone unhooked, I wrap my soul in darkest pain,

And I dance with the internal torment.


Is there a way out, a way to be free?

Light glints from blade edge,

My wrists begin to itch,

A choice is made one more day of madness.

About Mr BPD

About Author. I have Borderline Personality Disorder and as a writer and poet I explore my madness through the creative arts. I have a personal belief that even in darkness light exists and it is a personal responsibility to always seek the light and I find the light in creating something.
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