Treasure Island

GJC boyle


Disorder Disorder

Border line personality disorder
That dos'nt wash with me baby
Your story dos'nt hold water
There is holes every where
Water is spilling here and there
Be honest to yourself
Now lets be fare
Are we falling again
Whats keeping us here
Whats around the bend
I see that old glint in your eye
My lover my friend
I thought the fire was gone
But the eyes never lie
They have proven me wrong
Green sometimes blue
Now your back with the real you
Only sixty three days
And that smile is back
Keep it out keep the blues at bay
That beautiful long dark hair
Your blue green eyes
Your smile
Your pure raw sexuality
I feel the weight of your stare
Sometimes i can almost taste you in the air
Border line personality disorder
Thats not you
I dont believe it for a moment
Baby you are just being you

Submitted: Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, December 19, 2012
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  • Gajanan Mishra (12/19/2012 4:23:00 AM)

    I do not believe it for a moment that you are here. good poem. thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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