Here is my body
I’m made of bones and missing jigsaw pieces
I can draw you disassociation
It’s a cube where none of the lines intersect
My doctors have not worked this one out yet
But each morning I thread ribbon through
My limbs and reattach them to my torso
In the hope that one day
Soon
They will attach themselves
I just want to feel whole
Depression is the pet I never wanted to take home
It’s the feeling of being in the sea
Surrounded by so much natural beauty
That becomes difficult to look at when
You keep drowning
Anxiety is being trapped within a cage having
Thoughts hurled around you at hurricane speed
There is no chance to make
Sense of this mess but I am relearning all
The rhythms of my heartbeats
And how my stomach can manage to tie
knots in an instant I understand that the
Pressure around my ribcage can become stronger
And there’s that familiar heart attack pain
but this is only momentary
So here is my body telling me to slow down
Breathe and I am learning to listen