Fireworks In My Brain
One day I didn’t wake up until 4 pm.
I hadn’t noticed the snow falling outside.
I sat in my room with the fireworks in my brain.
My mind sparkled and fizzled with thoughts I could not control.
I had no control over what the sky did, what my brain did.
I didn’t recognize the outside of my house; I didn’t recognize me.
I stayed inside my room, inside my head.
The snow was melted the next day, but nothing changed for me.