Through the Fog

Tag: unsettled

  • The World Wouldn’t Stop Turning

    I didn’t move,

    but the world wouldn’t stop turning.

    Time kept its pace

    while I stood still inside myself,

    watching everything pass

    like I wasn’t part of it anymore.

    The sky seemed blue

    or maybe that was just my emotion

    projecting something softer

    onto a day that didn’t earn it.

    Funny how feelings can repaint reality

    and call it truth.

    I tried so hard to be cool about it,

    to play it off like nothing touched me,

    nursing a half-empty bottle

    or is it half full?

    I could never decide

    if I was losing something

    or still clinging to it.

    I drank for the pause,

    for the quiet between thoughts,

    for the moment where I didn’t have to name

    what was breaking underneath my calm.

    The world kept spinning.

    The sky kept pretending.

    And I sat there measuring my life

    in sips and seconds,

    wondering when stillness

    started feeling heavier

    than motion ever did.

  • The Weight of the Wrong Place

    The universe will never give you peace

    in something you were never meant to settle in.

    It’s why the wrong places feel heavy,

    why the wrong people feel loud,

    why your chest tightens

    every time you try to force yourself

    into a life that doesn’t fit.

    Discomfort is direction.

    Restlessness is truth.

    That ache you feel?

    It’s your soul refusing to shrink

    just to make a moment feel easier.

    You weren’t created for a half-life,

    for almost-right,

    for good enough.

    The universe isn’t punishing you —

    it’s pulling you out.

    It’s nudging you forward.

    It’s reminding you that peace

    isn’t found in settling,

    it’s found in becoming.