Tags : derealization

I'm Not Afraid Anymore

I'm Not Afraid Anymore

A Poem by Jene'e


everyday feels like dreamingI scream but I can't wake upand the feeling of falling won't stopI'm not afraid anymoreI'm terrifiedeveryday feels like re..
Civilization Ends at 30

Civilization Ends at 30

A Poem by psilopro


Because sometimes the dark night of the soul keeps on...
The Lull

The Lull

A Poem by mnemonics


I have no weight,no presence,no truth,no formality.I am the space filling the lines;a cliffhanger, untoucheda question mark, anintermission,a pausewai..
Something Beautiful

Something Beautiful

A Poem by Ash Rx


A poem about how painful the pursuit of happiness is.
Come Back Down

Come Back Down

A Poem by mel_central


Current Day Realities
Rheum

Rheum

A Poem by ?:


His eyes were peeled apartEntire landscape replaced byAn absence of lightAnd reluctant reminder:Sleep's venomous fang had sunk into his neck againFran..
Lucid

Lucid

A Poem by ?:


She rollerblades across the waterIroning out the ripples in the wavesThe harder I try to rememberThe more that slips awayEvery morning is the sameCan'..
Tropical Snow Drinks, Pt.I

Tropical Snow Drinks, Pt.I

A Poem by ?:


No arrangementPointing fingers, forming patternsAbbreviated renditions of what you had in mindSome validationWould be a nice surpriseBut where's the t..
Drifting

Drifting

A Poem by limoncello


it's not a feeling I can describeits everything and nothingtoo little and too muchat the same timeI'm everywhere and nowherethinking that I'm notdisco..
Disconnect/Reconnect

Disconnect/Reconnect

A Poem by D.


Thoughts and words from many days of feeling numb, took a couple months to construct this piece. Ended up taking one poem that was two lines and combi..
diaphanous

diaphanous

A Poem by Allie Esora


no thoughts, just..?
to be incapturable

to be incapturable

A Poem by Allie Esora


When the only (non-)quality a (non-)thing has is indescription, it unbecomes.
I am not a person

I am not a person

A Story by Oak


TW derealization!!!
Glass box

Glass box

A Poem by Anzu


I live in a box, It's pretty and made of glass. There are no locks, Because there's no door to pass. In this box of glass, I see the world outs..