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Feb 2019
My mind is breaking down
And I'm speaking words at walls.
I see them float out of my mouth,
Letter by letter
Like the Alice in Wonderland
Caterpillar.

They float and stick along the brick.

I'm so done. I'm so sick.

I can't keep speaking because it doesn't get through
And it doesn't matter what I do.

I keep asking, is it all me??
Am I the one with a problem?

Then I can feel my mind start detaching
When it goes through all the possibilities
Until the thoughts go so fast that my mind can't even see them anymore.

It starts to slow down then turns into one giant bomb.
And I can't stop...

My reality is twisting and turning.
Leaving me behind
And I can't make sense of anything anymore.
I'm ****** up.
I have a broken mind.
Detachment. Derealization. Reality trouble. Help.
Chelsea Rae
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