I sit and stare at the fragments of myself around me
utter demise of the mask I've worn for so long
long past helplessness and crying
numb in the detachment of who I thought I am
no appetite for life
lost in a haze of dissociation
disconnection in the prison of my mind
the world goes by in an unfamiliar pace
I'm finely broken
I can no longer hold myself together
exhausted with trying
intrusive thoughts dragging my weak body down
time to face what I've hidden from