#Poem at night: Gathering!

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It looks like I come back to the same topics and themes time and time again. My new exploration of identity and dissociation has started in 2011. You are often not aware of what is going on at the time you are doing something but looking back it becomes clear to me that this feeling of scatteredness is part of my life since a very long time.

One way of expressing this is my poetry series “My Lost Souls”. This poem is an early one.

Gathering!

my lost souls
gather
there is the angry one shouting
there is the gentle one weeping
there is the little one scared
there is the creative one making sense
there is the mad one losing control
there is the sensible one coordinating
but
what are their names?

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Please also visit my posts about mental health and healing at “A Spirit of Healing.”

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