Advice.

Advice.

A Poem by Morgan|Intelligent|witty|gemini

Burn all of your bridges
just so that you can build them again
with thicker ropes.

Hurt all the people you love
and then commit every felony to win them
back.

Drown yourself in bleach until not
even heavens light can compare to how bright
you can burn.

Turn yourself inside out
and paint your organs the color of what
you see in your dreams.

This is the art of living with a ticking heart- a grenade
you throw through windows to make
a point that language 
has no room for.

This is how I destroyed you.
And this is how I kept you alive.

Dig yourself a ditch, six feet deep, and bury everything
that you've ever said, everything that you never
meant, and everything that has burned you
and left you with nothing but ash.

© 2019 Morgan|Intelligent|witty|gemini


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Tags: Mental Health, BPD, poem, poems, monolouges, monolouge, inner monolouge, mental illness, feelings, emotions, life, free verse poem, sad, sadness, empty, emptiness

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Morgan|Intelligent|witty|gemini
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My names Morgan, I'm 26 years old. I have a pretty cool cat and a witty personality. I tend to have a lot of emotions and feelings that I don't always understand or that I understand all to well, eith.. more..

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