Indie-pop singer Paris Paloma’s My Mind (Now) weaves pain and beauty into a song, not just for its haunting melody but for its raw, unfiltered dive into the aftermath of a toxic relationship. It’s an intimate portrayal of a mind grappling with the seismic shifts caused by profound emotional upheaval.

“What did I do wrong? Will you tell me what I did wrong?”

The opening lines, repeated like a mantra, set the stage, ringing out the echoes of a wounded soul seeking answers in the void. This refrain, both simple and powerful, creates the feeling of sought-after closure from the ruins of a traumatic experience.

“Was it a first offence? How long had you been harbouring that venom?”

These lines reveal a narrative of betrayal, of words unsaid, of pain inflicted intentionally. The imagery of venom and the metaphor of strawberry picking juxtaposed with gathering ammunition are striking. They transform the song into a canvas, illustrating the contrast between innocence lost and the harsh reality of deceit.

In the chorus, Paloma’s voice, a blend of vulnerability and strength, mirrors the emotional turmoil of the lyrics. Her voice soaring and diving, embodying the shock and disbelief of realising one’s own vulnerability.

Musically, My Mind (Now) is a study in contrasts. The minimalist arrangement of a piano, a guitar, and a subtle beat creates an intimate atmosphere. The transition from the soft, delicate verses to the explosive, dramatic chorus mirrors the tumultuous emotional landscape of someone struggling with OCD and anxiety in the wake of trauma. It’s a musical journey that takes you from the depths of introspection to the heights of raw emotion.

The outro brings us back to the haunting question, “What did I do wrong?” It’s a poignant end to a song that’s more than a melody; it’s an experience. My Mind (Now) by Paris Paloma doesn’t just leave you with a sense of empathy, a connection to the experience of heartbreak, but to the unique and deeply personal struggle of finding peace amidst the relentless noise of a troubled mind.