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May 2018
He sits on my shoulder everyday,
waiting for me to slip up and lose my way,
he wants me to fall,
and like a spider he'll catch me in his web,
tormenting me with whispers and playing tricks inside my head,
i try my best to ignore him but louder and louder he gets,
you don't wanna get too close,
you'll find nothing but darkness here,
the years of abuse have left me in fear,
constantly thinking that no body cares,
always looking over my shoulder thinking someone is there,
paranoia,
never feeling good enough,
thinking everyone hates me,
that's my BPD and anxiety,
yeah so many times I've been messed about,
lied to and cheated on,
now i date with caution,
because people these days are hard trust,
makes it harder for me to love,
because I'm scared to get left with a broken heart.
Alex John Peace
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Alex John Peace  28/Trans Male/East Sussex
(28/Trans Male/East Sussex)   
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