I want to chase the clouds.
"swirls of colour drown my vision as i saw a familiar face in the distance" | tw: hallucinations. this poem lacks quite a bit of quality but i will blame writer's block for that.
my mind plays tricks on me, so I tried doing it back; I don’t know if I can win a war with me as my counterattack… || continuing part to fire drills one. (can be read separately)
When would he realize no one else could see her? How scary loneliness can be on the mind.
(if you see the secret sentence incorporated in the poem, comment it below! :D)
A counselor begins a weekly session with a patient, but his hallucinations become her reality.
Narrator's perspective on hallucinations from sleep paralysis.
Story inspired by my own delusional thoughts and eating disorder.
TW: Slight ed mentions, hallucinations
This first person frictional story is about a schizophrenic woman who wakes up and doesn’t recollect anything. As she divulges her past and learns about herself, things take a drastic end.
Think of your wildest dream. Think of everything you can do.
"i wrote a story the other day. but the main character had nothing to say."
The lady at the ER tells me I broke my hand. The voice in my head contradicts. I broke my heart.
"swirls of colour drown my vision as i saw a familiar face in the distance" | tw: hallucinations. this poem lacks quite a bit of quality but i will blame writer's block for that.
my mind plays tricks on me, so I tried doing it back; I don’t know if I can win a war with me as my counterattack… || continuing part to fire drills one. (can be read separately)
When would he realize no one else could see her? How scary loneliness can be on the mind.
(if you see the secret sentence incorporated in the poem, comment it below! :D)
A counselor begins a weekly session with a patient, but his hallucinations become her reality.
Narrator's perspective on hallucinations from sleep paralysis.
Story inspired by my own delusional thoughts and eating disorder.
TW: Slight ed mentions, hallucinations
This first person frictional story is about a schizophrenic woman who wakes up and doesn’t recollect anything. As she divulges her past and learns about herself, things take a drastic end.
Think of your wildest dream. Think of everything you can do.
"i wrote a story the other day. but the main character had nothing to say."
The lady at the ER tells me I broke my hand. The voice in my head contradicts. I broke my heart.