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Enveloped Squeezed Covered Up Relieved Breath A Sigh Detached From Life Looking Down At Me A Morphed Sense Of Reality The Lights Are On But No-ones Home Not Even Me I Left My Conscious...
When words are said. I'm lost. In a dreadful haze. I cannot concentrate. My eyes become unfocused. I can't hear what they say. In my head. I'm lost to an abyss. Swallowed whole. Mercy lost upon lips.
In presence, I'm here In mind, I'm not For I live in my imagination, In reality I rot The world is too harsh And so I run away To that place in my head Where I can be happy every day My body has...
Hello hello hello. Is there anybody in there. Just nod if you can hear me, is there anyone at home. Come on, come on now.I hear your feeling down.
The blood was everywhere or so it seemed for Sara. Her dress was ruined and so was the carpet, the stray thought about cleaning bills sneaking into her mind uninvited.
Roller coaster waves of the emotional degree. This ride is a strange one I'm sure, for I am buckled in so tight, I couldn't budge an inch if I tried.
~This poem is about Depersonalisation, a mental illness that I suffer from where I feel disconnected from my body. A lot of people who smoke weed develop it, but I attained it sober.