Vibrating sounds of the universe flow through my veins, straight into my heart.
“The universe is all around us; all is one, and one is all,” they say.
But why do I feel this pain of distance—like the entire universe has been sucked into a black hole inside my heart?
I reach out with an imagined hand, stretching with all my might, just to touch that beautiful face for a fleeting moment, hoping it will bring me comfort. I no longer know how to feel whole, now that my other part drifts further and further away into oblivion. Blurry vision clouds my eyes, and I can no longer see clearly what once were two gleaming lights—eyes that illuminated my entire world with warmth and peace.
The demons of my darkest fears have seized control, and their chains hold my heart prisoner. They’ve torn open a black hole inside it, refusing to let it heal, no matter how I fight.
I feel their grip every time I try to break free, and with each attempt, they tighten it further.
Are demons part of the universe too? Should I accept them? Or is there a love stronger than the sun—bright enough to shine upon the darkest corners of our hearts and lead them into the light?
Why does this fight feel so impossible right now?
Why does it feel like I lose more with every attempt to win?
Why does this distance burn like the freezing northern sea, and why do I feel like I’m sinking deeper into its darkness with each moment passing by?
Will love be enough to save me—after I die?
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