Dissociation Poems - Poems about Dissociation

Dissociated Looking around Can’t connect the dots to who or what I was before My feet have been stained by a hundred strains of grass Seen and known outside the reach of this valley Years of travel has worn my soles Worn my soul Chipped away the pictures I painted of the world I wanted A cold world with a bitter tongue The broken...

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Ambient noise, the silent song of day, TV static, and this high pitched ring. Creating a vision through bloodshot eyes, A vacant gaze meeting solemn void's stare. Dreaming those vivid details as they play, Savoring each moment and bitter sting. Knotting and untangling all the ties, From disposable camera that we share. ...

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i feel like an empty jar, waiting, just for one thing. to be filled. i try to distract myself, to fill the empty space, however, it’s almost like there’s a leak in the jar. each effort to fill the jar, becomes a brief moment of relief, slipping through the cracks, leaving me hollow, wondering if anything can truly fill my jar i search for the sealant, something to fill...

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Thinking about us I come undone Looking back I don’t know Whether we lost or won Voices in my mind That I just can’t translate But I know I’ll learn to appreciate I’m not laying blame I’m not keeping score I just wish I could find Who I was before All was taken And more was lost A dissociative fugue Cost us the lot What am I supposed...

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A little girl lay still Quietly in her bed Fighting the screams That roared inside her head Hiding the fear within Eyes sealed shut Breath contained Too scared to move She can longer stay Too distressed Her little brain floats away Splitting itself Forming new selves to take the pain Anything to survive This torturous hell It's happening to another now She's safe Her psyche remains intact Shielded from the events Amnesia has...

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At the end of the day, I pour my soul into these words, they say, These scars, they tell stories of my past, But they don't define me, they won't last. It's been a journey, finding joy amidst the pain, Learning to dance in the sunshine, not just in the rain. Yet lately, shadows loom, threatening to pull me...

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Hands hovering above the sink. The sound of blinds shuttering doesn’t make me blink. The mirror catches all. A shining chasm on the wall. Across the threshold, into the sound. Sounds indistinct so I don’t turn around. I could have crashed, but still I don’t blink. Next thing you know, it’s the kitchen sink. Hands in soapy water. Water that slowly gets harsh and...

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My body is here, yet I'm not My thoughts are lost in a distant thought To a place that's dark and lonely Where I'm safe from the world's disarray A place where I can hide and be free From the chaos and uncertainty I watch as a mere spectator To my own life, a mere spectator It's a strange feeling, you see To be...

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Blackest night is my heart into its depths I can not see All my life is mists of gray  nothing plain for me I look deep into your eyes and know what we had is gone And still I see the shadows of love lost... and wish it not bygone Perhaps I will never learn, at least that's what some would say And all my life,...

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I unplug myself from reality; Dissociate myself from everything. Put my body on aeroplane mode To go back to the daydreams and delusions Just so I could feel something. But when I return I always find everything shattered And so I try to pick everything up And get back on track Only to find I've lost everything in me. The bits and...

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there are rats digging into my skin you couldn't imagine the pain that im in claws so sharp, it won't take long moaning, marbled, mournful song they're in my eyes and in my ears they've reached my stomach, all my fears come flowing out, a rush of blood and from my mouth, there comes a flood of words I never couldn't say of children...

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There have been plenty of times where i have been successful at only seeing the worst, hypothesising that it's one the most typical successes. Then there comes a time where my mind can't possibly take it anymore. It becomes so numb towards pain. After a brief period of dissociation my mind started paying heed to all the...

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This feeling of disconnection- Is a part of the aftermath that I cannot explain. It is as if I am being haunted by a part of me that is still innocent. It is as if I am being chased by guilt that belongs to someone else. Promises that I never said out loud. That I eventually forgot...

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i stare at my phone as my arms start to stretch, stretching so long that i cannot catch my brain, when it starts to pour, pouring my memories all over the floor. the floorboards like to creak whenever i’m near, nearing their senses for the pouring i fear, i fear i’m lost, and cannot regain the noodly arms and...

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i stare at my phone as my arms start to stretch, stretching so long that i cannot catch my brain, when it starts to pour, pouring my memories all over the floor. the floorboards like to creak whenever i’m near, nearing their senses for the pouring i fear, i fear i’m lost, and cannot regain the noodly arms and...

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