There’s a point where being tired doesn’t make you want to scream or cry anymore. Everything just goes quiet. Flat. But maybe that stillness isn't weakness—it's power. When you finally stop fighting, stop moving, you step out of the way and let the universe take over. That’s the space this piece lives in. That moment when life gets so exhausting that you simply go numb, allowing the world to move around you while you rest right on the edge—no longer forcing existence, but not quite swallowed by the dark either. SWRKS | 2026