she sits and stares
nothing in her eyes
but fear
fear of the night
the dark
and other parts
they run rampant
inside her mind
they are confined
inside her head
full of dread
feeling a mixture
of numbness
and fear
wanting to disappear
young parts cry
they want to fly
fly away
to a new day

Author: Carol Anne

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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