Chocolate (poem) by Lily of Lough Neagh a.k.a C. Dennis-Woosley on AuthorsDen

Chocolate
by Lily of Lough Neagh a.k.a C. Dennis-Woosley → (All Poetry by Lily of Lough Neagh a.k.a C. Dennis-Woosley)
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Borderline Personality Disorder is one of the hardest to treat. Very low success rate

Chocolate! Chocolate! How I love it I’ll make a pie Dreadful stuff it lands on thighs I don’t see its worth in life Who does want a real fat wife! But master cook I tend to be Creating all these delicacies What am I saying I burn water too Who do I think I can fool… I know I’ll open a delicatessen Women will flock in by the seven’s! I can whip up anything! In my world it’s everything! Who am I kidding I’m no leader I’m so dumb I only teeter Let me bring a cookie gift What do you mean? Why so remiss? If you see me, I have demands Oh what the hell you don’t understand Anger fumes that you can’t see Are you blind just look at me! I’ll show you then I’ll take my life! Then you’ll know of all my strife Mother doesn’t want to help She is my angel, no she’s my hell Tries to fool me with her smiles Deep inside I am on trial I know by heart I have been branded Once again to be abandoned But I’m so happy can’t you see My dreamland taking over me Love love love it moves the world! Not for me I’m such a squirrel Panicking I cannot breathe I need to run, I need to leave He will leave me don’t you see! Not the first or last to be For I have begged him I have tried Yet once again I have been fried I’m so empty deep inside Sometimes very hard to hide I’m so worthless, you’ll insist Deeper down into abyss There’s no hope no not for me Only buried out to sea Carolee Dennis-Woosley May 19, 2012

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on January 16, 2014

Oh the "ups and downs," they're enough to drive one mad... ...and often, the afflicted ones feel as though they are just that. A most grasping offering well-shared, Carol. Thank you. Love and best wishes,

Regis

Reviewed by Mark Huntsman (Reader)

Reviewed on January 18, 2013

Ok just taking some time going over all your poetry Lilly, I was not aware of this disorder. They must be miserable who have to live like this

Mark

Reviewed by Edith Wilde (Reader)

Reviewed on July 22, 2012

I knew a neighbor like this, always scared to death she would be left, her husband finally left. I think she needed some counseling, most of us stay clear of her. Her mood is unpredictable and she is difficult to get along with.

Edith

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on May 20, 2012

Very sad. I know a few folks who have this, and they struggle with it just about every day.

Reviewed by Budd Nelson

Reviewed on May 19, 2012

Lily,
you have put a delicate face on a real problem that many suffer from unkown to the majority.
Budd

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

I may have had something like when I was younger but I think with time and age anyone CAN help themselves through ANYTHING...I mean look at me, I was one sick young guy at one time, now look at me, I am one sick old man...LOL, I think its all in the way life is looked at, just smile through it and things have got to change...

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

I believe I have suffered this horrible disease(?) most of my life and only recently diagnosed myself as one who has it.

Your poem reflects how Borderline Personality Disorder people think and how their feelings about themselves hop-scotch all over the place. I enjoyed this.

Reviewed by D. Vegas (Reader)

Carolee, I believe it is one of the worst disorders
along with pyschopath and sociciopath...Interesting.

Always,
Deborah