GardenDelights

only my eyes see you

my eyes see you
…my heart does not
intellect and memory
      say you are someone I love
grappling for my feelings
empty hands baldly stare back at me

 

scraps of myself
scattered to the wind
crows pluck and carry pieces away
disassembling me

depersonalization or derealization
I wander between two deserts
how did I land here
…will someone please tell me
        which way to the exit
silence answers with clean white pages

in rising numbness
I am lost

an ocean washes through me
forceful waves steal my essence
leaving only skeletal ribs
where once stood a person
now a vacuous riddle



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