The broken mind stared back at me, endless thoughts in my reflection. When did this darkness get so vast & would I ever be free?
Emptiness raged through my head, then it filled with crazy thoughts. Over and over the same ground, like someone walking through my mind!
Stamping footprints of destruction, where wildflowers used to grow.
Now the weeds had taken over and strangled each petal, each new bud, each new Blossom. Taking away the very scent that was so familiar.
A haze had drifted in, a unique fragrance, one that so powerful lead me to my knees... a coma that kept me trapped inside this destitute space, a black bubble without windows.
No light, no air, was I dead?
I lifted a pitiful hand to my chest, there was a heartbeat, be it faint where it once raced with fight and fury. Could this be my end, was I forever trapped inside this broken mind?
About the Creator
Dee Dee
A love of writing started at an early age. Writing is there through the good times & bad times. It’s my go to!
Culture, heritage, mental health, family & people, is where my writing takes me most.
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