my soul is in another dimension
these thoughts are floating in space,
fingertips frozen in place,
and my heart is encased in a steel cage;
my key has been thrown away.
i can't reach my reality
it hovers in front of me,
pleading to be caught.
it's too far to grasp.
i'm afraid i'll never reach it.
Aug 6, 2018
Aug 6, 2018 at 10:17 AM UTC
my soul is in another dimension
these thoughts are floating in space,
fingertips frozen in place,
and my heart is encased in a steel cage;
my key has been thrown away.
i can't reach my reality
it hovers in front of me,
pleading to be caught.
it's too far to grasp.
i'm afraid i'll never reach it.
dissociation is not great.
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