Disassociative Identity
You'll Remember My Name!

~ Aria Marie de Lor Vampilyo ~
Sometimes there are names
Other words to describe a piece of your soul
Dissociative tendencies arise
Disconnected from everything that you know
As you sit and shudder through the snap
The break within
Tingling shudders through my shoulders
Rises to embrace my chin
There’s tension crushing my neck
There’s pain brushing against my brain
I’ll walk between the lines
Of self and sanity
~
I’ve stared at this screen
Wondering if I’ll remember how to breathe
Remembering her embrace
Smoky gray eyes,
Stern and stubborn chin
As her lips smirk
With a crooked smile
~
I remember her well
I know every thought
I know every line of her tormented soul
You’ll remember my name
She screams at me
I’ll protect you from their pain
~
A trauma response
Born out of darkness and agony
There’s so much discomfort
So much hurt inside me
Strong, stubborn, a shield
To stand before the void of life
My protector,
My spirit,
Marie
~
This is my life
She threatens
Your spirit is mine now.
All the power you need to defeat them
Lives within us.
I’ll be your sword and shield.
~
Trauma
Demons
Awful humans
Committing horrific acts against children
Leaving them broken
Dimming my light
Suffocating me into silence
~
Thunder smothers the air
The child within cowers and hides
Marie, come to me, I beg
Save me.
Like a beast slumbering
She opens her eyes
Sparks of lightning within her gray orbs of light
Searching the woods for the child
Spinning her sword nonchalantly around her body
As the demons screech
Striking down the shadows
One by one
~
For too long,
I’ve denied her
My partner pushed away her existence
Shut her out
Stored her in a box in my mind
Shackled and chained where she couldn’t escape
Metal clatters to the floor
As I’ve swung the axe to set her free
~
Every shadow
Every pain
Every piece of shame
Is now mine to claim
Marie raises her head and stares me down
Her smile is wickedly sweet
Her touch soft to my shoulders
As she embraces me
I cry
I sob
I am Marie.
I take a deep breathe
I let her embrace me
Before she’s gone
Her power, her existence blossoms within me
I inhale
Taking my time to savor the breath,
Taking the time to stretch my arms and legs
Until the blood is rushing to every part of my body
I feel her
I am her
I am Marie.
About the Creator
Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️
Come sit with me awhile. Writing is my favorite kind of magic—conjuring dark worlds, forbidden souls, and stories that haunt long after the last page. Lately, I’ve wandered deeper into psychology, the mind, and the shadows within us all...
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