When nervous tension takes over
when we can’t sleep and feel all
jittery on the inside, when tension
doesn’t allow us to lie down at all
When life turns into a riddle that
baffles completely, when nothing
makes sense any more, when we
stare at the empty heart of the
Milky Way, a nebulous black hole
that sucks in objects and light,
compressing all to infinitely heavy
and small – then
Time comes to a standstill, space
falls away, all limits vanish and
only darkness and sadness
remain…
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