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Hyperfocus by Christine Samad






Heavy feelings

Dragging through the sludge

Searching for self-love

And acceptance.

Willing and ready

For things not to feel so dense

This weight I have been holding has felt weightless,

But I looked down

And saw the bottomless pit.  I had not sensed

That I had fallen.

I had not sensed the gravity.

Struggling to hold it all in and up

It burst, crumbled and consumed,

The room

Disillusioned and dazed


By the unseen darkness of the past

And the shadows of the future.

The ghosts of my pain

The inescapable empathy

And compassion, for even those who have wronged me.

I feel alone and unknown

Without illusion.

©Christine Samad 2021