Dark

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My mind is darker than the darkest night. Clouds in front of the moon. A crescent moon no longer visible.

Just a splash of light. Blurry and distant. My thoughts need space. I am tired of overanalysing the smallest things.

The clouds move a bit. I feel better. I try to clear out my mind. My brain was ready to explode.

But now it’s quiet. A silence that came unexpectedly. I try to harness it, to make it last. I am observing my inner surroundings.

I would like to meet my soul. I believe in the soul more than the body. It is more exciting and supernatural but real.

It must be real. We are souls. The mind finds a bit of light in the darkness.

I might move like the core of the earth. Important purpose. It moves me.