#dissociation poems on Hello Poetry

Filomena Rocca Feb 2019

'What reality is this?', she giggled.

Before a second had passed,
she had ceased to exist.

From where have all the flowers come?

#short #tercet #free #dissociation

SmileThenBleed Feb 2019

Distorted reality
Pressure points of totality
Shifting gears to insanity
See the world with clarity
Never mention immortality
A flight of thought towards eternity
Comprehending the universe in its complexity
Now every thought’s a new universe
A new journey towards the point
of complete and utter silence
Where one is whole
and whole is one
Trespassing through realities
Never fighting with anxieties
No more need of sedatives
No sign of the pestilence
Never ever clinging by the fake reality
Words smiling by the path of clarity
Bringing light bringing sanity
Endless trip of visions
All there is and more
Making new decisions
Capturing the whole
Me and reality that is death and fatality
Just another facet of tiring mortality
Existence seems like a fallacy
In the realm of possible realities

#reality #clarity #confustion #derealization #dissociation

levi eden r Jan 2019

5:40am

the disconnect seemed to push me further and further to myself.
the word seemed dark again
and there was nothing for me to hold on onto,
nothing for me to keep me grounded.
everything and everyone felt so far away.
i could hold my friends hands and they could touch my shoulder but i still didn't feel here.

#poetry #dissociation #dissociative

Juniper Jan 2019

I am not myself

My body doesn’t feel like my own
It feels as foreign as the forest
Empty and quiet
Unsure of the way back home

My conscious feels distorted
Warped beyond my belief
Balancing on my frontal lobe
Threatening to fall

My limbs feel like tattered branches
Clinging desperately to the trunk
Only the bark is so thin and frail
That it can barely support even itself

I am not myself anymore

i don’t feel like myself lately

#body #dissociation #lost #warped #self #detached #uncertain

Specs Feb 2019

Where Did I Go?

Where did I go that day, when I was shaking and crying.
Where did I go when I was sure I was dying?
Because so many times before when I was broken down,
I'd been aware of the sharp, heavy crown

Where did I go when I supposedly snapped,
Where did I go when I was nowhere but trapped?
I guess I thought that I was in control and
It still feels like my mind was hijacked, stolen.

Where did I go for that space of an hour?
Where did I go when I did nothing but cower?
It doesn't seem real that my brain showed up late,
And now I feel without control, which I hate.

So where did I go, please I need to hear,
'Cause ever since I left, I've been living in fear.

#dissociation #anxiety

Specs Jan 2019

Robot

A telephone wire cut.
Something's wrong inside my head.
The thing is, I don't know just what.

Chirping alarms
Whirring fans
Smoky smells
Red. Blinking. Lights.

A robot whose been programmed wrong,
An exposed sparking wire.
The buttons don't click all the way.
Hazardous, watch for fire.

Danger
Danger
Danger
Do not approach

This automatic switch is supposed to make me excited
This one makes a genuine smile.
Nobody notices, though, that I'm on manual control
And have been for a while.

Overheating
Overworking
Overdoing
Over

Electricity and buttons and wires
Do not mix well with water, I think.
But because I'm in desperate need of repair
I'm in constant thirst for a drink.

"Should have bought that extended warranty."
"Did you turn it off and on again?"
No.
No. Because it's broken.

Hard drive shorting
Lights are blinking
And I'm thinking
My last thoughts exporting

Crackling
Clicking
Clattering
Clanking
Clunking

The only thing that works well anymore
Is the part that goes through the motions.
Perseverance is my constant notion
As I burn myself out on the shore.

It's hot to the touch.
Back off.
Soon, it might Explode

Bruh, I don't feel like a person anymore

#robot #broken #malfunction #dissociation #depression #anxiety

Ian Robinson Jan 2019

The Deep Dark Under

In the deep dark under
There be a blunder
Somewhere in that deep dark under

So I sit and ponder
And so I wonder
What is left to ponder

With the maple tree
I can clearly see
I sit and wonder where I be

#deep #shallow #philosophy #dissociation

Lot Jan 2019

In Between

When I open my eyes,
the world comes undone
What do I see? How do I know?
If the space in front of me is actual

The clock on the wall measures in tic and toc,
but what about all of the space in between?
The place where dreams exceed and monsters feed
The true birthplace of the human race
A chaotic embrace we try to disgrace
As time we say, should know its place

I’d love to scream, would that seem real?
To escape my chains and flee the pain
No longer restrained in the structural day
Away from the eyes that peer through the window frame

No, I’m not zoning out,
just planning a breakout

#dissociation #society #change