My vision was hazy

My hearing was lazy

My face was melting

My mind was crazy

But I caught myself in the reflection of my car window and somehow-

 

I looked fine.

 

I didn’t look like I was drowning,

Merely frowning.

 

No one could tell my eyes were rolled back,

Only eyelids slacked in an 8 am funk no one would second-guess.

 

It was less than obvious that my lungs had abandoned their job of breathing to become two hands choking out

my heart, while my brain watched helplessly from afar, tears in his eyes. 

 

But despite the internal battlefield,

I appeared

Fine. 

 

And I gazed around, and everyone else also appeared

Fine.