Scared alone and silent

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Suicidal thoughTroubles come in waves crashing against my mind,

As I sit and stare through the window scared of the world outside,

I feel the fear like tentacles inside,

Delusions weaving stress and strife,

Pain grows but never shows,

A glint of the knife a cut so no one knows,

Blood flows pain goes.


Deafened by silence, and twisted insane,

Lashes drowned with ever flowing tears,

Voice chocked by trepidation of the sounds it may reveal,

Consciousness colluded with self deceptions and misunderstanding

Bottle open for memories to drown,

Pills ready one by one,

Eyes closed I am done.


I float alone and watch my final pain,

A body they bury today,

Weeping and wailing and kind words they say,

And wondering why my life ended that day,

Making no sense they take personal blame,

I scream as my soul is torn away,

I was always going to end this way.

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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