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Living a Dream

A Poem About Dissociative Personality Disorder

By Matt powellPublished 7 years ago 1 min read

I sit here all alone,

with the edges closing in.

But yet I'm not alone,

as I smile from within.

He says to let em out,

with out him I am not whole.

"The reason why you're down there,

Your heart is black as coal."

"Forever's much too long,

You could keep me if you tried.

Just take one step over the edge,

and I swear you'll fucking fly."

So I sit across from her,

And her smile calms my soul.

She tells me things about myself,

That I didn't ever know.

She said "just let him go"

I said "I'll do it if I can"

But yet he sits and smiles,

As he looks up at this man

"Forever's much too long,

You couldn't kill me if you tried.

Just take one step over the edge,

And I swear you might not die."

Up here doesn't look like much,

down there doesn't look like hell

But with all the spirits dancing,

I can hardly fucking tell.

So well I take a look around,

I see nothing but more questions.

Try to answer what I can

With her guiding hands of lessons.

"Forever's much too long

To hold on to his rage

Just take one look over the edge

That's not a fucking cage"

With her hand upon my shoulder

And the numbness of the skin

I take another look

At the man I keep within

And as I look at him

I fade into my mind

He takes a peek back down his hole,

And says one last time.

"Forever's much too long

And you know you can not hide

One day you'll see the beauty,

Of the darkness in our mind."

surreal poetry

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