Life came like a hurricane,
it swallowed my everythings,
revealed how they were nothing.
My everything is in me,
my health,
my rage, sadness and lethargy.
My gut feelings,
the grief, the longing,
The Peace sitting beneath all this.
Stories were swept away in the storms.
Winds howled at my edges,
they threw shattered glass
and jagged edged shrapnel
into my heart and mind.
The Hurricane took my life, but nobody saw,
nobody noticed me dying, so slowly.
I need no witness today.
No confirmation of what I lived,
for I own it in my being,
in this body
now challenged by a breath.
The skies fell down,
like a blanket of death,
smothering all that once was,
all that now ceases to exist within me.
Smothered to death by existence,
by the relentless everythings
that destroyed me and my world.
© Santuario, Ana Maria (2024). Recovery Foundations, A Self-Help Guide. Faith in Change Publishing, London.