Obsidian Tide

Black water stretching to the edge of sound The moon just left a stain across the ground No wind tonight, just weight The kind of silence that you feel, not hear The tide pulls something closer, something near Not fear — just the shape of what you are Without the light And the ocean doesn't ask If you're ready Let the dark water take the shape of you Let the current learn the way you move You were never meant to hold the shore You were always meant for more than what you're standing on Obsidian beneath the wave like glass Each thing you carried sinking as you pass Not lost — just released The salt air fills the space your breath left empty The deep hum underneath says you are plenty Not broken — just returned To what was always underneath And the ocean doesn't ask If you're ready Let the dark water take the shape of you Let the current learn the way you move You were never meant to hold the shore You were always meant for more than what you're standing on There's a frequency below the waves That only plays for those who stop resisting You don't fall — you dissolve Into something the dark has been holding open Obsidian tide Obsidian tide The water was always shaped like you