Splitting Once More

I knock on all the wood in the room,
hoping this is a step in the right direction.
I look down and reality splits into two,
a new spin on something I know all too well. 
I throw my phone onto a counter,
thinking I'll forget about it for a while. 
I try to avoid screens, instead I try to read.
There I sit until words split
and closing one eye no longer suffices.
I lie down, covering my eyes,
not sure if I'm telling the truth or a lie,
that this is a part of the process to feeling fine. 

From February 2020

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