At the bottom of an ocean clear and blue
There are ragged rocks and fishes few
Where an evil jellyfish lurks alone
And haunts my mind unseen, unknown
It raised its head! My heart skipped a beat
I paused mid-step in the middle of the street
The monster clamped on in a burst of foam
And panic and fear screamed Get back home!
Danger stalked me as I glanced around
Terror crept in if I stood my ground
I ran through the streets at a frenzied pace
A scarf wrapped loosely to hide my face
I burst into my house, my breath robbed
Feel to my knees, and hard I sobbed
Hauled myself up onto my bed
Safe in my house, but not in my head
I
Morning soon arrived, enter Day One
The fabric of sanity had come undone
Morbidly certain it would be a rough ride
I wrapped myself up and wanted to hide
Trapped in a mist that swirled and wailed
I watched it stranded, alien and ailed
Glass shattered around me as I floated along
I did not feel real, I could not belong
Muddled, befuddled, I shed the first tear
The vacuum and the grief, now so familiar
The weight in my chest grew oh so strong
What could I fight when nothing was wrong?
I was the monster devouring me whole
A weariness in my bones, a sickness in my soul
I pleaded with myself as I tried not to weep:
Please brain, I am tired, can’t we just sleep?
II
Stillness came with the start of Day Two
In the blackness of the pit, what could I do?
I lay in bed and stared at the ceiling
No trace of thought, no trace of feeling
I ventured out to skate, as I had done for years
But only hugged a car and burst into tears
There were people watching, I realised hazy
They left me alone, the crying woman crazy
I searched within for an answer to no question
The path barred firm by a well of depression
But what would I find? A tortured mind —
A giant hooded figure walking two steps behind
I cursed myself for the drama unneeded
For logic and reason abandoned, unheeded
There was no hooded figure, the hood was on me
Like quicksand, a heavy hand, crushing me in glee
III
I awakened slowly to the break of Day Three
My heart felt light and my head felt free
There were tears again, but that was alright
For they now marked the end of a fight
I cried softly for peace lost and found
Leant on the window and soaked in the sound
Of music in my mind and the quiet in me
Revelling in the beauty I could finally see
I stared out in joy, no longer blind
Unshackled at last from the leeches of the mind
The war would go on but the battle was done
Would I call it over or could I call it won?
I whispered with a sigh, I am not okay
They will find me again, will not they?
But for now they are gone and only words remain
As my world turns okay this time again
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