FALLING AWAY FROM ME
detaching I fade far flung from
my body
a walking corpse dissociating
my mind
trying to pursue yet suspended
in time
a nowhere place of nonentity
so numb
forcing snapbacks triggers whiplash
a crack
shielded by hollowed armored shell
I fall
© Kim van Breda—May 2014
Categories:
snapbacks, identity, introspection,
Form: Free verse