By Carol Anne
I’m not alone, but I’m not whole
A fractured self, a fragmented soul
I’m a tapestry, torn and worn
A multitude of voices, forever sworn
To rise and fall, to live and die
In a never-ending struggle to survive
The memories, the emotions, the pain
A constant battle to maintain
I’m a chameleon, ever-changing form
A kaleidoscope of characters, each one a storm
Some gentle, some fierce, some lost and worn
Each one a piece of me, forever reborn
I’m a stranger to myself, lost in the haze
A maze of mirrors, reflections in daze
I’m searching for a glimpse of the truth
But it’s hidden behind a mask of youth
The voices whisper secrets in my ear
Whispers of what’s real, and what’s clear
But which one is truth? Which one is lie?
As I navigate this internal sky
I’m a puzzle, broken and incomplete
A jigsaw of shards, impossible to repeat
The pieces don’t fit, the edges don’t meet
But still I try to make sense of the defeat
I’m a work in progress, an unfinished art
A masterpiece of chaos, a fractured heart
But in the midst of this turmoil and strife
I’ll find my way, through this internal life
For I am strong, I am resilient too
I’ll rise above the din and chaos anew
I’ll find my voice, my identity true
And I’ll learn to live with this condition anew.
About “Living With Dissociative Identity Disorder”:
This post was written by Carol from Therapy Bits. I’m sure many of you in the blogging world are familiar with her blog. This is a poem about her experiences with living with dissociative identity disorder. Do take a minute to check out her blog by clicking here.
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