Silent footsteps cross the mind

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dark spring daySilent footsteps cross the mind,
As sunshine calls the child inside to play,
Blue skies and green bud,
Blossom on the breeze,
And desires burst forth like snowdrops,
As ribbons of the mind bind the body,
Contorting the soul,
Fear like frost freezes,
And burns all hope in an icy grip,
Blighting the vista,
Solar light dims, as the world turns grey,
Ashes of roses buries senses,
Tears burn eyes,
As the voice of a thousand failing screams,

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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