Obsidian

sensations
and feelings..
a heaviness.. 
i want to keep up. 
i can’t keep up. 

i am letting them all down,
i wish i could be who they want..
but i’m exhausted..
i need to sleep. 
but i can’t sleep. 

they look at me with pity eyes, 
they want to fix me,
like i’m a problem to be solved.
but i want to tell them
“i’m sad, not broken,
please don’t rob me of this experience.”
but i’m not sure they’d understand this sentiment. 

so i sink
somewhere
i’m not sure where
but its dark and hazy. 
ethereal and mystic. 
a grounded moon.
and hypnotic stars
humming melodic tunes
keeping me company. 

and every once in a while
something will enter my realms
just for a moment.. 

a word- 
a song-
a bird- 
a boy- 
a scene-
a moment- 
a remembrance- 

they meet me where i am, as i am, 
sitting down beside me, 
for a brief moment,
arriving only to remind me
how beautiful it is to be here.

and they inspire me
to soften, to stay open. 

“darling, please, don’t rush yourself, 
take all the time you need.
what’s meant for you will never pass you by.
take all the time you need.

and please..
try to take rest.
you’ve got quite the journey ahead of you.”