Breakdown
I can’t tell you what it’s like
to have bones of steel and tough skin
wrapped around the utterly unstable
shaky earthquake fragility inside of me
I am trying hard not to break
even though I am a falling vase
and when I feel vertigo pulling me
towards the table’s edge
I have only five seconds
til the crash
Then I will be
pulling over to the side of the road
sitting on the curb
putting my hands in my head
then everything becomes a stimulus
I cannot tolerate
music, voices, light, movement
spiraling into hysteria
as anxiety ignites
like a forest doused in gasoline
I have no words
just a desperate mantra
I chant in frenzied circles
like a monk who has lost faith
this is happening
this is happening
I don’t believe it will be fine
It will not be ok
it is trauma
nothing less
and a can do nothing
but hold my breath
and to learn to live like this.
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