Dissasociation
If I told you I died 5 times today, would you believe me? Now, in the horizon there, my passion hands on a weak branch stained of copper. Ah, so timeless is the upset of ruin, feeding the crows who…
dissasociation is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 1 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees dissasociation in their life. Whether you're looking for inspiration, connection, or just want to know you're not alone, start reading and see what resonates.
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