Values

In the mirror’s depth, a storm, a dance,

A world where thoughts and feelings prance.

With BPD, the tides do sway,

Yet in this chaos, values stay.

A heart that beats with passion's fire,

In love and rage, does never tire.

For every peak, a valley deep,

Where shadows whisper, secrets keep.

Through tempests wild, a truth is born,

In shards of self, both whole and torn.

Values, like stars in night's embrace,

Guide the way through time and space.

In laughter's light, in sorrow's tear,

The things held dear, they persevere.

A quest for love, for truth, for trust,

In life's grand tapestry, a must.

In moments high, the world's a song,

A place where dreams and hopes belong.

Yet in the depths, where demons hide,

The values whisper, still abide.

With empathy that knows no bound,

In other's pain, our own is found.

A mirror held to soul's own plight,

In darkness seeks a flicker of light.

The dance of self, complex, profound,

In swirling thoughts, our values sound.

For though the storm may rage within,

It's there our truest selves begin.

In love's fierce grip, in anger's flare,

A soul exposed, raw and bare,

Yet through the chaos, one thing's clear,

The values held, forever dear.

So here's to storms and calmer seas,

To finding peace in BPD's breeze.

For in this journey, wild and free,

Our values shine for us to see.