u/Justamom_of3

3…2…1…

POP

Confetti—drifting, floating, scattered in the air.

Descending… what a mess.

I should clean this.
Can I clean this?

It’s everywhere, stuck on every part of me.

Overwhelming. Anxiety. Suffocation… I can’t breathe.

Inhale.
Exhale.

Stop… please… overwhelming…

I have to clean this… but I can’t.

Sweep, sweep.
Sweep it away.

Relief. Air.
Inhale. Exhale.
Breath.

What’s that?
In the corner?

Shiny… scattered…

I can’t breathe.
Inhale. Exhale…

No—why?! Please, help me!

Reminders.
Everywhere.
It hurts.

Sweep, sweep, sweep some more.

Relief. Air.
Inhale. Exhale.
Breath.

What am I?

Pieces, scattered, lost…

Broken.

A mirror, a shadow, a whisper… shhhhh

How do I put it back together?

Fractured… lost…

Broken.

Shreds—tattered, ripped, worn beyond recognition.

No sense, no understanding, jumbled…

Broken.

A whisper— how do I fix this?

Can it be fixed?

No, yes, no, maybe?

Fragments, pieces, scattered, lost, missing…

What am I?
Who am I?

Broken…