BPD

BPD

1/1/22

Leah Stone

What way will you hold me?

When I feel the sun's light won't meet my skin,

and everything around me is arduous;

What words will you whisper in my ear?

To calm the agony of my being.

I need to know before we go too far,

because we won't survive this love

if you cannot sit in my midnight.

Will you stay when it gets ghastly?

Show me a way to live without guilt gnawing at my soul?

You don't need to carry the weight for me,

just teach me where to put my heart so it breaks a little softer.

When the pain is too loud,

and I'm no longer your angel;

If you think you'll walk away,

don't force yourself to stand still.

What way will you hold me?

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