Crushed

I did it. Pushed him. Pushed him under.

My mind, so beautiful. So constant.
Constantly spinning.
The earth spins. My world. A blur.

Inside me the thoughts rattle and whirl.
Berries in the blender. Plain yogurt. Faster and faster, crushing, bleeding, smoothing.

My thoughts crushed me. Faster and faster. Bled.
Until smooth.

And in the spinning wave he was crushed, drowned. Pushed under.

Constant waves of ideas.
Thoughts. Colors. Feelings.

Answer me. Answer. Talk to me. Talk.
Silence is only in sound for my brain always screamed.

Inside.

And to him I ran, cried, wept, hid.
But the screams were too loud, too constant, too crushing for him to bear.

And he jumped, over the edge, under the water of blended berries, where it was silent.