Dissociation

The strings pull and the world blurs 

As I let the words sink in 

Fat.

Ugly.

Awkward. 

Weird. 

Wrong. 

I look into the mirror and a monster looks back 

Growing stronger with each word, judgement, label

They tie knots around my spirit 

Restricting me; controlling me.

 

(They're suffocating.)

 

I'm tangled in their web 

But the harder I struggle, the tighter they get

And I can't seem to disentangle myself. 

 

(I'm so tired.)

 

So eventually I stop fighting 

I can't do it any longer

I let the strings control me.

 

And I watch my life pass by

As the strings pull taunt and the world blurs around me 

I let myself fade away from the pain.