Kaleidoscope
The best explanation she has is that it feels like she's falling through a kaleidoscope, she explains from the corner, knees pulled tightly to her chest
I gently ask for an explanation, if she can. She breathes deeply and whispers, at first slowly but then faster and faster.
The emotions and thoughts explode in balls of vibrant colors, changing and rotating at a nauseating peace. Flashes of memory and ribbons of guilt wrap themselves around her brain and her heart.
And she's falling through it, tangled within it. If she closes her eyes it only intensifies. If she wills it to stop, it only spins faster. The harder she fights it, the stronger it becomes, enmeshing her in hopelessness.
Her heart slams inside of her chest, and silent tears build up behind her eyes.
And then she's silent. Her voice box is crushed and placed into the recycling bin.
Adrift.
