Disassociate

Can I disassociate myself,
from myself,
pretend I don’t exist?
Cut off the parts of me
that allow people to get close,
to infiltrate my fragile thoughts.
Let the show boating boasts
carry me through life,
so no one can get close,
so no one can infiltrate,
so my thoughts can die alone,
and my swagger can surround me,
in all the artificial crap I hate

Disassociate

danpatmore

Newport Pagnell, United Kingdom

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Artist's Description

Ramblings from an uncomfortable moment of fragility. I am so quick to expose myself in poetry, ramblings and art and then share it on the internet. It soothes a part of me, like a private journal or letters that we have no intention of posting. People don’t visit my website and I take comfort from the fact I don’t know the people who do. It’s a different matter when a colleague asks to have a look at my site. Suddenly I am exposed. They can see my weaknesses in character and lack of skill in my chosen pastimes. It’s uncomfortable because the assumption is made that because I enjoy it, I’m good at it. It’s uncomfortable because they see that all the bravado is bullshit. And then I end up torn between craving their approval and wanting them to never see it in the first place. I annoy myself greatly and then partake in the biggest irony of writing about it, thus continuing the cycle, I am wholly fallible

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