Poetry

feelings bubble
bubble up fast
i wonder to myself
how long can it last?
when will i be free?
when will someone see?
see me?
see my pain
see the gravity of these feelings
see the shame i feel
the horror of what i’ve gone through
when can i shout it from the rooftops
when can i say, me too?
when?
who will listen then?

Author: manyofus1980

I am a woman in my mid 30's. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

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