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SaneWriter in Poetry & Free Verse

Dissociation

In the stillness of my mind,

A sense of detachment I find.

As though my soul is adrift,

And my body has lost its gift.

Thoughts and feelings all a blur,

As I disconnect and defer.

To a world that's not quite real,

Where nothing has a true feel.

Faces seem to fade away,

And my sense of self does fray.

Amidst the chaos and confusion,

I'm left with a sense of illusion.

Time becomes a distant dream,

And reality's not what it seems.

I'm lost in a world of my own,

Where nothing is set in stone.

Dissociation, a state of being,

Where all that I know is fleeting.

A place of darkness and of light,

Where I wander in endless night.

Though the journey may be hard,

And the path may seem unmarred.

I'll keep moving forward still,

Through the mist and through the chill.

For I know that in the end,

I'll find my way back again.

To a world that's solid and true,

Where I'll know just what to do.

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