Exhausted Stardust

& what if even the exhaustion has its purpose.
To wear us down, to stop us from trying so hard.
To teach us to just be ourselves again.
Without the mask, without the chase to be loved or accepted.
& what if its purpose was to cause us pain.
To force us to give in and give up.
To surrender to something new and something better.
Maybe into how we were meant to live?
I think I’m in too deep and I must come back.
We must come back, come back to us and the flow of the Universe.
Things will be easier there, inflow and in harmony with our natural-cosmic-selves.