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[aid] => mick
[title] => Dissociation
[time] => 2013-05-23 06:33:56
[hometext] => the splitting of selves
[bodytext] => [sometimes] I’m so outside myself, I can barely feel my feet on the ground. Detachment- the voices in my head are the only sound. and on others I feel so heavily placed in my bones that I couldn’t even turn over to strangle myself. sometimes the icy chill of the pillow is the only thing that reminds me I am alive they end up taking over for you. voices that can speak the words better and you’re just curiously awaiting the words they say. sometimes I’m so outside myself, I watch myself as I sleep. And they try to convince me, its better this way or so it would seem until my head feels so heavy, it can barely dream like an illness that is spreading displacement from the base of my spine and the desperation that comes with knowing this emptiness comes from deep within like a missing piece, that makes you want to rip through your arteries, misplace every fibre, tear up every tissue until you find that empty bit so you can fill it in [comments] => 2 [counter] => 108 [topic] => 61 [informant] => cherryamber [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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