personal

This…dissociative…world

Note: pronouns may be missing.

Woke up in the morning. Didn’t know where is. Strange feeling. To not remember. Missing the face in the mirror. Where was this wrinkle? Where from these grey shadows? Looking back in the mirrorless deep nothing. No memory of. When was born? Created? Maybe none? Maybe both? Born from…? Created with…Purpose?

Without purpose, hard to live. Fluidity of…being… Floating and floating in translucent fog. How deep? How far? How high? No. Deep down. Above everything and nothing. Between worlds. One world?

Maybe…Not sure… Is real? This dissociative world… Where is the end? Where is the beginning? Over yet? Or the start? How to know? How to find out? How to wake up?

Woke up in the morning. Didn’t know where is. Strange feeling. To forget.

Standard