When my mind fails my body, everything starts to bend. Breaking of my bones sounds like crunching leaves and I’m ready to leave the unwritten parts of me alone. My chest is swelling because of all the damage. I’m rereading pages of an old diary trying to find something I recognize. Stumbling through a path of thoughts, but the air feels different- I’m so used to suffocating in my own self. Rehearsing the way my body hypnotizes me so that I can undo the spell. Lungs clenching together so that they feel less lonely, because my mind has abandoned every other organ. Feel this war in my chest, because thats as close as these things can get to my heart -and I wish my heart wasn’t so giving because my heart isn’t working like it used to. Follow the path that leads back to your mind and feel okay again. We are okay again. I think I’m okay again. Open your palms to find lines that make a map that leads back to you. Feel weightless for the first time. Bitter air greets you and you take it in for the sake of needing and being. Let your mind greet you again. -AMT