Clareprunellpoetry

BPD, how I love to hate you, You’ve made my life so hard. But really where would I be, If you hadn’t become my guard? I hate how you twist every single word, And make me question what is real. But I love how you jump to defend me, Before I even have time to feel. I hate the chaos you bring to my days, The burn of a furious flame. But I love how you shield me from breaking, While taking the brunt of the blame. I hate that you never let me rest, Always waiting for the floor to drop. But I love that you saw what they did to me, And swore you would make it stop. You’ve caused me pain I can hardly bear, But you protected me when I was small. You’ve always had my back when attacked, You’re the only thing that saved me at all.