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Borderline


ItsSammy

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I'm on the edge of a mental precipice, how much did I invest in this?

Oh, just my sanity and my vanity,

My respect and your neglect,

The pain of a thousand years, and the rain of a thousand tears ...

As I stare into the abyss I know I'll never miss the way I'm split,

It's a mental fit.

I fit into the frame, the frame of creation and destruction,

Of sarcastic and deduction,

Of genius and crazy,

Of crystal clear and hazy.

'Cause I'm borderline perfect and I'm borderline broke,

I'm borderline fire and I'm borderline smoke,

I'm borderline master and I'm borderline slave,

I'm borderline scared and I'm borderline brave,

I'm borderline free and I'm borderline caged,

I'm borderline calm and I'm borderline enraged,

I'm borderline sane and I'm borderline mental,

I'm borderline abusive and I'm borderline gentle.

 

I'm stuck on the middle of a wire,

Keeps getting higher,

And I keep my balance as best I can,

'Cause I don't wanna lose the other half of this man ...

The sides of me keep pulling,

Which one is controlling?

My mind's at war, but which side am I for?

I can't decide so I try to hide,

But you can't hide from your own mind,

And you can't lose what you can't find.

So I just wait and watch this war, wondering which side I'm rooting for,

'Cause ...

I'm borderline magic and I'm borderline trick,

I'm borderline straw and I'm borderline brick,

I'm borderline hopeful and I'm borderline pessimistic,

I'm borderline grounded and I'm borderline ballistic,

I'm borderline flying and I'm borderline falling,

I'm borderline silent and I'm borderline calling,

I'm borderline dead and I'm borderline dying,

I'm borderline done and I'm borderline trying.

'Cause I'm stuck in this rut,

Punched in the gut,

Gasping for air,

Nobody's there,

Clawing for words to say to take this pain away,

But I'm stuck in the middle of it all ...

When will I finally fall?

 

I'm walking a tight rope miles above ground,

I'm screaming my name but I'll never be found.

'Cause I'm borderline ready and I'm borderline readying,

I'm borderline swaying and I'm borderline steadying,

I'm borderline worrying and I'm borderline hoping,

I'm borderline screaming and I'm borderline coping,

I'm borderline breathing and I'm borderline choking,

I'm borderline dry and I'm borderline soaking,

I'm borderline swimming and I'm borderline burning,

I'm borderline teaching and I'm borderline learning,

I'm borderline cold and I'm borderline hot,

I'm borderline new and I'm borderline rot,

I'm borderline corpse and I'm borderline child,

I'm borderline tame and I'm borderline wild,

I'm borderline angel and I'm borderline devil,

I'm borderline shifty and I'm borderline level,

I'm borderline Heaven and I'm borderline Hell,

I'm borderline sick and I'm borderline well,

I'm borderline mischief and I'm borderline illusion,

I'm borderline knowledge and I'm borderline confusion,

And with each part of me fighting the other side,

There's no where for me to hide,

No one I can confide in,

No one I can revive with,

No one I can hope to find,

Who will soothe my mind,

And lead me to the end of this tight rope,

Show me hope,

And fix the war inside my head,

That makes me wish I was dead,

Yet I'm just borderline suicidal and borderline soldier,

I'm just borderline terrified and borderline bolder,

So I never fall from this tight rope,

I just crawl through the night's hope,

And hope someone will fix my demented mind game ...

Make me fit just one frame.

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