(2026)
Time is tricky
I separated my mind when it became too busy
People sometimes call it a coping mechanism
It’s detachment, it’s an indifferent opaque prism
You are you but not yourself
It destroys you but you survive
It saves you as a well-used disguise
Hidden in a box, stored in the vault
Who is the person you’ve become as a result
The exhaustion it took to lock it away
Snipping at each edge when it began to seep out and fray
Now to be healthy and be the best me
I’m being told I have to let it be free
Time sneers as it refuses to leave me be