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Bianca, The Girl with Dissociative Identity Disorder

Once my parents locked me in a darkroom
 
because I was doing bad things 
 
I smashed a bird's wing, with a spoon,
 
he hurt my feelings, so I took his freedom 
 
sometimes I feel sad for Him,
 
but I know he is in a better place.
 
maybe I was grim,
 
and I don't deserve God's grace
 
 
Bianca
This is me, making a tea
 
and baking a cookie
 
of honney and bee
 
to my pretty friends
 
Bianca
Edward, the boy with no head,
 
sleeps under my bed,
 
he's so shy and sad
 
because he can't see the sky 
Olivia, the girl with an angel smile
 
sometimes appears for a while, 
 
to drink tea, with me,
 
she's so sad, not because she's dead,
 
but by what she sees in my head.
Alice, the girl with black eyes,
 
is a little weird sometimes,
 
she lives in the darkness 
 
and dream to be an actress
 
but she's so mad
 
that she can't see her own crimes
David, the boy with no smile
 
he's the sadest one
 
because he sees everything
 
and can't tell anyone
Bianca, The Girl with Dissociative Identity Disorder
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