09/07/2024
Tsunami
Let me tell you of my nervous breakdown
it happened so slowly
that I should barely notice
as my agitation
became somewhat desperately
my daily normality.
and the thoughts flip flipped over
like an old fashioned show reel
that fades across time
so that I forget what drove those thoughts
Did you know the brain has no sense of time?
That shameful memories flash up
as vividly within that one tenth of a second
as the fabricated future maybes and what ifs
And that the realistic narrative
trapped within my mind
churned the contents of my stomach
and crushed the air from my lungs
with its majestic realism of stories as yet to happen,
but they could happen,
and I would be ready
but when the tsunami came
the weight of my mind
swept all truths aside and left me wanting
searching for the answers
scattered across the shore
fragments of myself
like an abstract painting
where my heart was upside down
and my brain sat like a rubics cube
beside me still undone,
and you'd warned me this would come
the reflection of my wisdom that told me it was time
that façades are only as strong
as the beliefs behind the lies
that nothing mattered but the truth
even if it meant painful goodbyes
to the person stood there once before
reflected in the mirror
with pain reflected in her eyes
©️ Nicola James