DissociationA Poem by kaylaTreading the line between reality and imagination, unwilling to comprehend the truth. She lives in her dreams- in bright colored skies filled with "coulda/shoulda/wouldas", dancing along bright clouds, never realizing she's slowly slipping. Everyday she slips farther and treads deeper into denial, and people wonder and worry. They speak of her sanity. In hushed tones they worry of her safety. And finally they find her a bed at a local institution, where she slips farther, talking of bright clouds and dancing on sunsets and a husband who doesn't exist. But she sticks to her stories, her warped reality; disassociating further and further until finally she is there.
© 2012 kaylaAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorkaylaLos Angeles, CAAboutBecoming active on this site again! Originally started my account as teenager, but am a young woman now with hopefully still just as much to say. I write mostly poetry (but occasionally short stori.. more..Writing
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