Not with me (Poem)
CW: Dissociation, loneliness, existential thoughts.
I need more to know
they were never meant
to feel this alone.
...
The world is weird.
Existence,
in general.
Though, maybe I
shouldn't get this
existential.
...
No part of me
can pick
a solid verb
of speech.
Too many directions.
Too much inner noise.
Every path an answer.
Silence, a choice.
Still, something in me
won’t surrender
to its voice.
...
You're told you're alone—
Always and forever.
No one for you,
No, not ever—
Then noticed,
How could it—
I thought—
It wouldn't—
That part won.
The fog;
Shhh—
But no,
You’re not alone.
Even She couldn’t
Make it true—
Yelling and screaming,
How dare existence—
It’s so funny,
to want to be and
not want to be,
Like Shakespeare.
I thought that once—
Twice—
Three.
...
It comes in fragments.
But I just wanted to say:
You’re not alone.
Not ever.
Not with me.
Mini context:
This "poem" came out while I was trying to comfort a friend and started dissociating a bit. I was struggling to find the right words, but I wanted them to know I understood, I cared, and that people deserve to know they are not alone with these thoughts and feelings we face in the world.
Remenber:
It is never too late to get out of that dark.
Even if all you can do right now is keep breathing inside it.
Take care of yourselves 💛