Sunday, March 17, 2024

Sammys poem....

 So sometimes as I am listening to music,  I start to dissociate.  I start to feel like I am a cloud of a person sitting on a chair or standing in a room,  yesterday I was listening to music, and this morning I found a slip of paper with a poem on it...I remember words and phrases coming into my head and I remember writing it all down, but I do not remember what I wrote.

This is what I wrote, or rather, since music was involved with the dissociation,  I believe this is Sammy's words that she wanted to say:

Oh, if I could fly,

I would chase the sky.

As far as I could,

Oh, I would, yes I should...

To be so far away,

Oh, I'd want to stay...

So, I will not fly,

or chase the sky...

I will be here,

so far, yet so near....


Its a weird experience to find something you wrote, but you didn't write...the words were given to me, to put on paper, a message, I guess from Sammy..

S


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