

Prompt / Lyrics
I stood still long enough to stop expecting anything. I stayed exactly where I landed and let it be awkward. I carried the weight quietly and stopped asking it to move… I realized the weight wasn’t leaving, so I stopped waiting… I felt it sit down, and I didn’t make room or push it away, instead I took a seat beside it… asked it not to move… When I sat down nothing changed, so I sat there long enough to forget what I thought was supposed to happen next. Instead I let the silence take the shape it wanted and didn’t interrupt it. Time kept moving past us, and I didn’t follow it. I just sat there knowing I should allow it to keep exposing it's form. I exist in the space between me and the heaviness. The space between us stayed open, and I didn’t close it. I stopped narrating what it meant and let it sit unfinished. Didn't ask it what it is, the heaviness kept its shape instead of softening. I sat beside the heaviness and let it stay unnamed nothing left nothing fixed I stayed I didn't worry about what was knocking… I just let the sound exist without trying to decipher its rhythm. The sound stayed outside language, and I left it there. I refuse to trace it back to meaning or wait for it to stop. Knock... Knock… the sound fills the space, I continually ignore its presence. I stand in its sound, unworried. I don't wait to answer or interpret it's tone. I stayed with the knocking and didn’t call it anything nothing opened nothing shifted I stayed The weight remained seated the knock continued… both stayed present without merging, nothing asked me to decide between them. I stood there not forming a decision… the moment stayed crowded without becoming urgent. They began to overlap still I didn't draw conclusion The weight stayed familiar, the knocking stayed external. I didn’t give either one the authority to move me. It was then I realized I didn’t need to understand what was happening. Nothing about this required a next step, their overlap became background instead of conflict. I didn't even try to stop the collusion. They kept overlapping, and I stopped checking in on them… The noise was still just sound… The weight was still just space…
Tags
vocals-female monotone-delivery close-mic room-tone-present unresolved-cadence guitar-brushed bass-static no-swell
4:07
No
12/27/2025