Once a field of lush green laid out under sun and sky roving in waves that carried herbal joy whispering sigh Now in this vortex of cloud and dust rusty blades lie flat and crushed The storm can't pass anchored by unseen chains choking to be revived by the drowning rain
My capacity to see reality has been disabled and the exhaustion has set in from the constant reinterpretation cognitive modification active ignoring emotional avoidance catastrophizing villifying reading writing blinking barking