anxiety, mental health, mental illness, poem, poetry, post traumatic stress disorder, ptsd, trauma

Derealization Disreality

Silent is the night

When all have forsaken you,

Some  have mistaken your intent

For malice,

Others  have seen a glimpse

of your soul

And despised it,

Many have perceived you

As unworthy,

And you  have

Lost yourself

In an ocean

Of torment

Undulating waves

of painful regrets


of confusion


of perception

You have lost your mind

Lost your reason

Lost your memory

of what was important

in the first place

You are left

with questions that

you are afraid

to know the answer to

Why am I here?

What is my

existence accomplishing?

Was the past just a dream?

A nightmare?

Or some passing thought of

a comatose patient

lying in a hospital bed?