Stranger in a Familiar Place

There it was again....that sound, like a babbling brook
It was baffling; shook, she decided on having a look
She kept to herself mostly, the quietest psychiatrist
Why enlist? In hopes her brother wouldn't die as swift
She had observed his mental state deteriorate
With each day it increased at a superior rate
Now, he could barely live alone or function
And she was unable to give a home, just nothin
Poured all her time into research and as she searched
Between realms of insane and plain are where he perched
Her pressured experiments produced no plausible prospects
Perceivably peeved at her barely probable progress
Her heart tender normally, but prone to spark embers
Since lately she claimed insomnia and a harsh temper
Nature was her calming agent, but in an apartment
Everything born of mother earth had long departed
Chirps and hums relegated down to mere recorded files
They took stress though, each noise softly supported smiles
Like birds, the ocean, no words just open worldly sounds
But, her tape was off, yet, she heard fluids swirl around
Wildly ecstatic about it she couldn't feel her face
Flooding was strange, stranger yet in this familiar place
She rushed down the stairs and to the street below
Trickling, dripping was near, she wanted to meet the flow
Out in a night gown, a passing man gave a polite frown
She heard endless water, if you fell under you might drown!
Barely below, she put her head to the pavement
Heard the sea splash and fishes, to her amazement

He noticed merely a second too late, tried to swerve
But it didn't help, as he watched his car collide with curb
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The morning headline: Stranger in a Familiar Land
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A woman was hit and killed by a car in our great town
In what is assumed to be a schizophrenic breakdown
She ran and laid in the street screaming of wide oceans
But it appears a vehicle is all the tide pulled in
Connie, age thirty three, was a renown mental analyst
Her brother, a colleague, is unsure how to handle this
"[I] should have seen it, her losing a sense of reality
Odd fragmented phrases were early signs of tragedy
Kept promising she would find a cure, just for me
Which was weird, one of many clues she dropped with subtlety
That my nature-loving sis had lost touch with the world
Just wish I did more before events as such had unfurled"