let the world hush for me,
only this once.
let every sound fall softly into its own shadow,
and every moment soften its grip on me
and my small trembling life.
i would finally lie down,
in the soft half-dark world
and feel everything i have tried so hard not to feel.
i would finally let the grief rise slow instead of quickly,
from rising lava to fog over water.
and i would let the truth settle
without rushing it away so quickly.
i have never asked for a miracle.
but i am only asking for a brief pause.
small enough for me to fit in,
but big enough that i could breathe through it.
today tore my heart in two,
and yet tomorrow waits at my door.
and i am not ready to face either.
so i beg,
let the earth go still.
let time slow to a halt.
and for a single quiet instant,
let me belong only to myself.
Nov 24, 2025
Nov 24, 2025 at 10:37 PM UTC
let the world hush for me,
only this once.
let every sound fall softly into its own shadow,
and every moment soften its grip on me
and my small trembling life.
i would finally lie down,
in the soft half-dark world
and feel everything i have tried so hard not to feel.
i would finally let the grief rise slow instead of quickly,
from rising lava to fog over water.
and i would let the truth settle
without rushing it away so quickly.
i have never asked for a miracle.
but i am only asking for a brief pause.
small enough for me to fit in,
but big enough that i could breathe through it.
today tore my heart in two,
and yet tomorrow waits at my door.
and i am not ready to face either.
so i beg,
let the earth go still.
let time slow to a halt.
and for a single quiet instant,
let me belong only to myself.
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