Disassociating

I am floating.

Not anchored in my body.

I cannot focus.

I cannot think.

They do not see how distant I am.

We're supposed to be watching a video, but I can't.

My eyes don't see.

My ears don't hear.

My brain won't think.

It's all so fuzzy.

I cannot escape.

I am floating.

Not anchored in my body.

I am disassociating.

I am nowhere.

And yet, I am everywhere.

Scattered in a million pieces.

Fainting Goat

UT

14 years old

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