Echos OF Silence: The Unspoken Struggles Of Mental Health

DID

Inside my mind, a storm rages
A battle between different stages
Of identities, fighting for control
In this mind, with a fractured soul

I have Dissociative Identity Disorder
A condition that's hard to order
For others, it may be hard to see
But for me, it's my reality

I am not just one person
But a multitude, constantly in motion
From the outside, I may seem fine
But inside, a different story unwinds

There's the quiet one, so shy and meek
Afraid to speak, her voice so weak
The protector, always on guard
Ready to fight, no matter how hard

Then there's the child, innocent and pure
Easily hurt, but full of allure
She hides away, when the pain is too much
But still, her presence is keen to touch

The rebel, with a fire in her eyes
She's the one who will never compromise
She breaks the rules, and loves to defy
But deep inside, she's just a scared little child

And there are others, too many to name
Each with their own story and claim
They come and go, like waves in the sea
But they all make up a part of me

Living with this disorder is not easy
It's a constant battle, feeling so queasy
At times, I don't know who I am
Lost in a sea of identities, like grains of sand

But I have learned to embrace them all
To accept that I am not just one, but many small
Fragments, trying to make sense of this life
Together, we navigate through the strife

So if you see me, and I seem a bit off
Just know that inside, the battle is rough
But I am strong, and I will survive
My Dissociative Identity Disorder, I will thrive

For in my mind, there's a beautiful chaos
A kaleidoscope of identities, each with a purpose
They may be different, but they're all a part of me
And I am proud to be who I am, with DID.