I don’t want to get up.
I don’t want to move.
I’ve felt this before, this creeping sense of nothing.
The darkness pulling me under, everything around me is wrong; I don’t feel right in my own skin.
I just want to lay here and let it all consume me.
And then I hear that almost perfect voice, breaking at the right moments.
Drums kick starting my heart to match the rhythm of their beat.
And a melody so sweet it makes me open my eyes and flows movements back into my limbs to see who and where it could all be coming from.
And when I finally do that’s when I hear the rest of them, the voices – hundreds – thousands - just like me.
All lost at some point, all found by those 3 very key elements.
And I’m pulled out of the dark, back into the light, now with so many arms around me.
Arms that feel like home, like family, like I was never meant to be anywhere else and we can all move forward together.
And be ready for a brave new world.
