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My mind is shattered, fractured, broken, scattered.

Crumpled and ground down to fragments of dust, blown in the breeze.

It’s empty and bursting, simultaneously blank and erupting.

It drowns my head, parched and hungry, grasping, clutching.

There are no coherent thoughts, no connection of words.

Just screams and nothing.

Life is draining, it’s taking and paining. I stumble, I reach, I breathe.

Try to pause, try to collect those pieces, try to keep it together.

Try to think, with the scattered pieces, just try…

When there’s nothing else. Use the screaming… and then at least there’s no more nothing.

©️Juliette Turrell, May 2021