World of Hate

** Disclaimer: Some of the poetry in this series may contain references to self-harm and suicide as well as strong language. All work is written by me from 2009-2012, ages 15-18. Some can be found in my book, Memories of a Troubled Teen by Paige Guffey, available on Amazon. **

***These are written before I had an official and accurate diagnosis of Borderline Personality Disorder and Bipolar 2. These are representative of my life, thoughts, and feelings during this time. ***

Shadows creeping up behind me,

Bringing dread and sorrow.

Pain as far as the eye can see,

In this hollow world of hate.

In the distance, you can see,

Winged angels flying aimlessly.

How did I stumble into this land?

Is someone there to lend me a hand?

Gasping for air, in an airless plain.

Straining to see, a world with no pain.

Is it pointless, is it a lost cause?

I think this is the world I created,

With all my pain, my hate, my dread and my sorrow.

I want to think that there is an escape,

But those iron gates, budge not an inch.

I’m trapped in my pain.

Drowning in my sorrow.