Fine

“I’m fine,” She says walking through the door dizzy and cloudy

The procedure went without complication, no need to worry

The doctors, wooden dolls mouths crashing open and closed say

I try gazing out through the window, to see the bright day

 

It’s fine, mind in circles, insanity creeping at the edge of those words

Floating along the dark, tense air tickling my ear, failing to be heard

 

Fear planted within, growing and bursting at my seams, though it’s not for me

She’s fine, I know it in my head but there’s a delay to my heart, unable to simply be

Every part of me seemed to be holding its breath, clutched by Doubt’s frozen fist

Heart pounding like a timer spelling doom, wanting to explode from my chest

 

Rushing water thrashing against a steel dam that just won’t seem to even crack

Memories flooding my thoughts until it reaches the present and fades to black

Everything’s fine, despite my very being grasping to the edge of its chair

Looming upon an endless abyss, marked with misery and despair

Yet, I gather myself up and build back up to a steely calm

Banishing terror from my soul and staring with defiance at my fear

Recovering dusty hope and grey dreams, nearly begun to embalm

A silence enters my mind opening my eyes, and everything is clear