This Trauma
October 25, 2019
Dammit
This trauma
Is the end of me
And it has all rushed back
With a vengeance
Physically
Mentally
Emotionally
Everything at once
A devasting blow
It set in so suddenly
I feel pressure on my chest
Constricting airflow
Muscles seizing
I am shaking
Clenching fists
Teeth chattering
Then jaw locked
Eyes darting
My heart is racing
Trying to breathe
Though streaming tears
Amid cries
And a closing throat
Now my mouth is throbbing again
As well as my eye
The bones
The nerves
The skin
Dammit
I don’t know what brings it on
I don’t know what to do
I don’t know how to stop it
Or even lessen the horror
None of the techniques seem to work
Nothing doctors say
Or therapists’ wisdom
Nor even my blessed mother
Nothing I’ve read about is making a damn difference
I am trying
So so hard
One after the other
Maybe time?
Please
I blame myself
For spurring this
I took a teeny tiny walk this evening
When I saw a ray of light shining though the tree
And tried to take it as a sign of joy
Then my body nearly collapsed
I sat down
I waited
I returned winded
But I was proud of myself for daring
Now I am under water
Worse off
Weaker
Darker
Hell
Today was my first kind of okay day
All relative
Yet notable
I was just lying here
Resting my sore head on the couch
After eating a smoothie bowl
Sipping luke warm tea
Watching This Is Us
Scrolling mindless memes
Sending happy messages
Texting a dear friend
And now
Pain
Panic
Paralysis
I’d been doing so well
Or so I thought
And so others said
Which made me believe
And maybe forced me to try to project that
But this fall is worse than I feared
All-consuming
Inescapable
Excruciating
Real
And I hate every piece of it
I can barely read my words as I type
Failing to make sense of the present
Just unconnected thoughts
Into my phone
And perhaps to the ethers
Unfiltered unedited truths
From the throws of something awful
That is not stopping
Not easing
Not dissipating
I can’t write anymore
Need to go away
To try to fight this
And/or surrender
Terrorized
Trapped
Afraid