Borderline

I will bite the hand that feeds me… I want to drive you far away. I want to keep you close to me. I want you to want me to stay.

I want you to understand me. I need you to feel my pain. I like the sounds of your confusion. And how pleading you say, explain?

I know that you have your limits. And you like to hold my hand. When I tell these lies about you. Never turns out like you planned.

We have this child here together. And you hear her call me Mom. And I know how much you love her. I cry wolf and see how fast you come.

I know that you will never leave me. I hear your silence in my head. I still know you won’t abandon. So I fight with you instead.

And you know that I don’t love you. I just need someone to share my pain. The Doctor says I’m a Borderline. It’s hard to be so I don’t explain.

Dennis Mantin

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