(TW- depictions of dissociation)
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I watch through the window of my mind smile at the person who passes me by.
I watch from afar as I stop to chat to a classmate I barely know.
I feel my throat tingle oddly hearing myself laugh at a joke someone made.
I watch myself act in ways that feel foreign.
I listen as I say words, they jumble together, creating sounds I've never heard before.
I sit around the table with my friends, eating food without a taste.
The lights here are too bright.
The sounds here have an odd echo .
The faces here are empty.
I'm screaming yet no sound comes out.
I feel trapped in my own body while someone else controls my movements.
I'm scared.
I'm alone.
Can you hear me?
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~ HUMAN INTROSPECTION ~
Poetry~*~*~*~ ~*~*~*~ A collection of poetry and philosophical questions made to question the relations and views we have of ourselves and others. I encourage readers to explore themselves and allow their thoughts to run unfiltered while reading. I hope...
