Don't Leave Too Soon

The city presses down with concrete walls, thoughts get tangled like wires underfoot, and everything around seems ‘too much’ - noisy, heavy, endless. Like a rucksack filled with stones that pulls you down with every step. And yet, through the din, you can hear the rhythm of survival: run, stumble, but keep going. Doubts, overload, demons in the closet - they're all here, but inside there's a stubborn desire to ‘get out.’ Because even in the darkest tunnel, there is hope: to make it, to break through, to get out alive.