My mind is quite contrary

A poem about living with a dissociative disorder and the feeling of being left behind by the march of time

My mind is quite contrary

With every word I say

I might get lost in memory

That is not mine, to say

To share my mind with me

I do it every day

So don’t get lost and see

A place past night and day

In here the clock shows noon

In here the evening falls

In here they stopped the moon

In here the morning falls

And here I live in glee

With friendly faces too

They join me for some tea

And fresh baked cookies too

In outside words there’s pain

In outside worlds there’s hurt

But here there’s fun so plain

In here just joined by hurt

And when I finally look up

And see the time unfurled-

I bury my head back in sand

For me the clock strikes three

Reviews

[Olita Tupou]

to share my mind with
me
i do it everyday, well said, as quite contrary yoir readers your mind you shared