Vous dites

Vous dites la vie est belle,
je réponds elle est moche et épuisante.

Vous dites regarde comme c'est beau,
je réponds ou ça?

Vous dites un jour j'aurai cela,
je reponds si je vie jusque là.

Vous dites je t'aime,
je réponds pourquoi ?

Vous dites qu'il y a une solution à tout,
je réponds explique moi pourquoi je me
bats encore pour en trouver une pour moi.

Vous dites quand on veut on peut,
je réponds pourquoi je voudrais ?

de moi

"HURT"
Christina Angelira

Seems like it was yesterday when I saw your face
You told me how proud you were, but I walked away
If only I knew what I know today
Ooh, ooh
I would hold you in my arms
I would take the pain away
Thank you for all you've done
Forgive all your mistakes
There's nothing I wouldn't do
To hear your voice again
Sometimes I wanna call ya
But I know you won't be there

Ohh I'm sorry for blaming you
For everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself by hurting you

Some days I feel broke inside but I won't admit
Sometimes I just wanna hide 'cause it's you I miss
And it's so hard to say goodbye
When it comes to this, oooh yeah

Would you tell me I was wrong?
Would you help me understand?
Are you looking down upon me?
Are you proud of who I am?

There's nothing I wouldn't do
To have just one more chance
To look into your eyes
And see you looking back

Ohh I'm sorry for blaming you
For everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself, ohh

If I had just one more day
I would tell you how much that I've missed you
Since you've been away
Ooh, it's dangerous
It's so out of line
To try and turn back time

I'm sorry for blaming you
For everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself by hurting you

"Nobody's Home"
Avril Lavigne

I couldn't tell you why she felt that way,
She felt it everyday.
And I couldn't help her,
I just watched her make the same mistakes again.

What's wrong, what's wrong now?
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.

Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why.
You've been rejected, and now you can't find what you left behind.
Be strong, be strong now.
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.

Her feelings she hides.
Her dreams she can't find.
She's losing her mind.
She's fallen behind.
She can't find her place.
She's losing her faith.
She's fallen from grace.
She's all over the place.
Yeah,oh

She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.

She's lost inside, lost inside...oh oh yeah
She's lost inside, lost inside...oh oh yeah

Autrefois la nature
nous aurait tué
Car trop faible pour exister.
Mais grâce au progrès,
nous voici
Têtes baissées,
cœurs en bouillie
Survivre dans un
monde inadéquat
Enfants au milieu d'automates
Alors, dans mes
pensées noircies
Voici quelle serait mon utopie:

À propos de moi

Poèmes, lyriques

Merci à ceux et celles qui
partagent leurs expériences.
Certains poèmes sont écrit par
d'autres personnes souffrant
du trouble de personnalité limite.
Je tiens à les partager
avec vous puisque je considère
que ces poèmes peuvent
aider à comprendre le trouble.

D'autres borderline

Poèmes de
Nastasia

Sur les filaments stressés
De ma folie raisonnée
Se dressent des pics exacerbés
De sentiments explosés

J’ai peur, je crie, je pars
Je reviens complètement suppliciée
De ces voyages où rien ne pousse
Perdue, coupable et en larmes
De tout brûler, saccager à hurler

Ma douleur reste mon ultime phare
Consciente que tout s’égare
Mais pourquoi, pourquoi j’ai si mal
Mes seuls soleils restent noirs

Je suis malade, malade à crever
De ne pas entrer dans une vie illuminée
Mais qui es tu pour me comprendre et m’aimer
Ca ne durera pas, je vais tout détruire et me briser
Comme toujours finir seule et tétanisée
Mais qu’est ce qui se passe dans ma tête éclaboussée

Je n’ai pas commencé à vivre
Et pourtant , infiniment
L’espoir est toujours la
Qu’un jour ça changera

nastasia