Sinking

You’re trying too hard

Endlessly caught up

in everything outside of you

Fuelled by the beliefs

inside

Sucking you dry

Stealing from your well

I am the hand

That pushes you under

Past

the distractions

Past the anxious avoidance

Past the anxiety

Past the disappointment

Past the helplessness

Overthinking

Incessant

Trying

Hustling

Grasping

To prove yourself

worthy

Past the desperation,

into the

Depths

The molten earth of

yourself

The land where

Two minutes

Feels like an eternity

Because it is.

The land

Where everything

Makes

Sense

Where...

rest.

And the rest is a mystery

Where opportunity is

So

Obvious

Where

"I don't even care how long it takes"

because BEING here

is all I ever wanted

in the first

place

I am your Guide

until you remember

you can breathe

down here