Sometimes the world becomes so heavy that you feel like you don't fit in anywhere. Everything seems to move too fast, while inside there is only silence. It's not about wanting to disappear, but about longing for a moment when the soul can rest from so much noise and emptiness.
There are days when the tiredness isn't physical, but of the heart. I'd like to close my eyes and let time stop, just to feel a little calm. I don't want to cease to exist; I just want the pain to stop.
Sometimes I wonder if somewhere else, far from all this, I could find the peace I can't find here. I'm not looking for the end, just a pause, a corner where the soul breathes without fear, where sadness turns into silence and silence into relief.