Reality

I stared into that white
wall for so long,
I began to see words,
faces, and motion.
But no one seemed
to notice, let alone care,
that my wall was more
of a reality to me than
anything else ever was.

© Sarah Doughty

For the ‘Support Insta Writers’ August Prompts
(based on books written by authors in the IG community)
hosted by Tracy and Journee.

Conversations With A White Wall by @c.e.nelson

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44 thoughts on “Reality

  1. you’ve reached your brink when writings appear on the walls. but like this piece underlines, the most disorienting feeling is the neglect of the plea, “my madness is real.” i like the dual imagery of innocence and mental disorientation that white connotes in this piece. well done, Sarah.

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