There was something very wrong.
That much she knew.
What she hadn’t yet ascertained was what
or why.

She paced furiously,
scowling at imaginary enemies
Over and over again she ran her fingers through her hair,
adding to her crazed appearance.

She felt like an addict, coming down from a high.
She felt a million beings inside her,
struggling to break free.
She felt as if she would explode.

She threw herself at the ground,
every muscle unanimously deciding that they were fighting a losing battle.
Yet, even so; exhausted, spent, lifeless on the floor,
she was filled with energy.

It wasn’t coming from her either.
It was inhabiting her body against her will.
Like a woman possessed she hurled her weary body against the wall.
Until it left her battered body and bruised mind in peace.