A wonderful mind

When the torrent of thoughts debilitates me without any warning

I search through the delusions that silently pull her away from me.

I observe my surroundings in great despair, preparing to find her.

But wait! What is real? Is that white bunny with a clock really there?

Just by the mere sight, I cannot tell!

All I know is I need to find her, and I will prevail.

The world's colors begin to blur, and the sounds of nature cease.

And I know what this must mean. She has drifted too far beyond my reach.

Still, I don't give up and keep on searching for her.

A familiar sight of bright white roses catches my eye.

So, I dart toward them, praying I have not lost her yet.

There is hope, I say!

I taste and touch the sharp thorns protruding from the stem.

With a tight fist, I grasp and squeeze as hard as I can.

The way she taught me too.

I hear a distant and faint cry as blood streams down my wrists.

She is near. I sense her. This can't be a lie!

I smell the vanilla scent escaping her pores and open my eyes.

And that's when I see her. In the mirror, gazing back at me as I shout

I found you!