Do I stay around,
In hopes you'll love me again?
Or should I just self destruct?
Go on autopilot?
Back to bad behaviors that kept me,
Feeling alive the way your love did.
Do I go away?
And let your love come back to me?
Or is that naïve?
To think there was even any left.
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Dim.
PoetryTired of trying to be everything. Trying to be perfect. Wrong paths and wrong people and missed opportunities. Am I letting my mental illness take over my life? A look into the mind of a BPD, Anxiety ridden woman. With no identity but her Panic. W...
