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bpd

i am sinking

further into the darkened depths that is my mind

 

my heart,

my lungs,

my mind,

collapse

 

i try shake this illness that

holds my existence captive,

a prisoner in my own mind

 

i long for the days where my breaths were sighs

of relief,

of happiness

 

i ache for the moments where

life was not a gloomy mess.

where the sun seeped in through the window

and everything felt okay

 

will i ever feel whole again?

will i ever rid of this disease?

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Written by
witchbaby
california
Published
Mar 27, 2017
Lines·Words
18·86
Notes

god help me find a cure

Tags
#depression#disorder#bpd#borderlinepersonalitydisorder#mental-illness
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