Whisper

There is a voice within me that cannot be reasoned with
It chatters incessantly
Nonsense
Anxious abuses
Whispered and shouted
In my ear

I can soothe it
So falls into a small methodical quiet
Whimpers
Easy to ignore
I tell it everything is ok
I try to reason with it

But it never stops
Never ceases
It's always there

Incapable
Unworthy
Unloved
It tells me

They'll leave
No one cares
Stop trying
It insists

It's on the Border
Of making sense
It's arguments seem worthy to consider

I try to stay in reality
One Day At A Time
The voice is not me
It's nonsense
The attention I give it will only lead to misery
But it's a voice that cannot be reasoned with

BPD is a Bitch