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The Chime of a Storm

My thoughts ring. (Trigger Warning)

By Brianna HartPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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I feel like isolating myself. My moods swing like wind chimes. Back and forth, back and forth. Clashing around making noise. My moods make noise. Whether it's in my head or coming out of my mouth. Wind chimes get loud when a storm comes, just like my thoughts when a storm rushes over my head. The storm makes them swing harder and harder... chime louder and louder. The storms don't have to be long. Maybe just fast and intense... but sometimes the quick ones do more damage at once. They bang on my brain harder. The rain in a storm are my thoughts and they keep crashing down on top of me... until the constant rainfall no longer affects me because I'm drenched. How should I dry off? Should I cut my wrist and let my thoughts pour into my wound like rain pouring into a gutter? Or should I push away and strip myself of everyone around me like pulling off wet clothes? Until I'm bare, and cold. How do you dry off after a storm? Some people take longer to dry than others. Unfortunately those wind chimes don't stop banging until after the storm as do my thoughts. Yes, they will sway and chime afterwards but they won't be as loud.

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