Voices speaking to me are saying everything
wrong
Incorrect phrases wrapping around my head
They speak to another body that is not my own
I am trapped, and they will speak to me
The words almost roll off of my tongue
Smoother than anything ever would
Words close my mouth with brute force
I am lost, and they will not find me
My body isn't mine
It isn't what it is supposed to be
I am a zombie in a lifeless body
I am not this body, but will I ever find me?
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phosphenes
PoetryA collection of poems about mental health, identity and love. TW AND CW FOR POSSIBLY TRIGGERING TOPICS.
