BPD Heartbreak

5 years went by way too fast We could of been married Had a family I guess I do not know how to act When I am alone at night The flashback tapes keep rolling on That is when I throw up my hands I want this to be done Why are you leaving? Is it because I am what I hate? I despise my own feelings I want a personality that is not fake When we broke up I blow up I need reassurance now Yet I hate you Don't leave me Why are the voices so loud? Just stay Don't leave so soon I need someone to protect this wound