Dissociation

Dissociation

A Poem by kayla

Treading the line between

reality and imagination,

unwilling to comprehend the truth.

She lives in her dreams-

in bright colored skies filled with

"coulda/shoulda/wouldas",

dancing along bright clouds,

never realizing she's slowly slipping.

Everyday she slips farther and

treads deeper into denial,

and people wonder and worry.

They speak of her sanity.

In hushed tones

they worry of her safety.

And finally they find her a bed

at a local institution,

where she slips farther,

talking of bright clouds

and dancing on sunsets

and a husband who doesn't exist.

But she sticks to her

stories, her warped reality;

disassociating further and further

until finally she is there.

 

© 2012 kayla


Author's Note

kayla
I don't know if it makes any sense, but please give me feedback.

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the second half of this is hits home. Incredibly honest and raw. well done!

Posted 8 Years Ago


The images slam the mind, one from someone maybe going slightly loopy to the people around her. nice.

Posted 11 Years Ago


This is erratic, fast paced, and intriguing. I enjoyed everything about this one.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Excellent. I wasn't sure where you were going with this at first, but I was very pleased with where you took it. Someone who is on the fence of uncertainty until they are blissfully unaware. It's kinda creepy in a sense, because it could be me living this delusion, and I would never know. This whole website could be in my head =P

Posted 11 Years Ago


kayla

11 Years Ago

lol. i know, huh? :P
"denial" is misspelled. "They worry about". Prep issue there. The psyche is a great subject to delve into. You really got it here. I love the line after "bright colored skies". The "-ouldas" really work for me.

Posted 11 Years Ago


To be honest, this reminded me of myself xD Even the part where people were concerned with the girl's sanity--I have those moments lot's of times...sadly, lol

I was happy to see that she ended up in her happy place with her husband that doesn't exist in "this" world!

100!

*Edit*

Oh, and wouldn't it be slowly, not slowling? That just sounds better in my opinion :]

Posted 11 Years Ago


It's quite lovely with a great ending. The only thing I would say to edit is that you use the word "bright" a bit too much. You could say shining, glowing, neon...there are multitudes of great synonyms to use.
Other than that, well done!

Kindest regards and best of luck,
Savannah

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Added on June 30, 2012
Last Updated on July 1, 2012
Tags: disorder, mental, poem, poetry, random, sad, hope

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kayla
kayla

Los Angeles, CA



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Becoming active on this site again! Originally started my account as teenager, but am a young woman now with hopefully still just as much to say. I write mostly poetry (but occasionally short stori.. more..

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