I wrote this poem in early 2006 about my husband. We have always had completely different love languages.

Emotions for you
sway from
Good to bad
Every day
And I wonder
Why “we” can’t ever be
Balanced
Instead of
the disorganized mess
that we are
Day 31 of doing a 31-day poetry prompt challenge. Today’s prompt was “Rain on my pane”

Doing a 31-day poetry prompt challenge. Today’s prompt was “Rain on the pane”

Doing a 31-day poetry prompt challenge. The prompt was “Unburnt Pages”.

Doing a 31-day poetry prompt challenge. Today’s prompt was “Write me a Poem ” .


Day 26 of doing a 31-day poetry prompt challenge. Today’s prompt was ” Write me a poem”.


Here is the English version of this poem:
https://lifeonthebpd.com/2021/09/27/poetry-another-girl/

Me haces sentir una tristeza profunda
y me estoy deshaciendo por esto
no sé qué hacer
sabiendo que amas a otra
me siento desamparada
siento un alboroto interno
Y viéndote con ella
ahora veo que fui otra estúpida más
I wrote this in 2006 when I was frustrated and fantasized about leaving my husband.

What if I don’t think?
About our precious link
And decide to go
Without letting you know
And let you wake up
Free of our never ending rut
What if I don’t feel your love
And am no longer good enough
And continue to fight for us
And leaving you becomes a must
What if I choose to be free
and leave you abruptly
and live my life without you
because I finally learned my value
This is another poem about the bio dad of my oldest son. Obviously I had a lot of anger directed at him that I should have gone to therapy for but instead I just wrote a lot of angry poetry. Ha.

You don’t know him and chances are
You never will
You could’ve been somebody real in his life
But you BLEW IT!
So now is the time to say
Goodbye forever.
Day 19 of doing a 31-day poetry prompt challenge. Today’s prompt is “Legends to Myths”

Day 15 of doing a 31-day poetry prompt challenge. Today’s prompt is “Learning to Love Myself”.

I wrote this in 2006 about my husband, then boyfriend. I tend to put a lot of my worth in the person I’m romantically involved with. This is another BPD trait.

Rising from darkness I struggle to find
the light in the oblivion
that has become my life.
The light is bright with love without conditions .
The light tells me I’m good enough.
The light is you.