Gemotions

The morning sun felt heavy on Elias's eyelids, refusing to lift them. He fumbled for his phone, the movement a massive undertaking. A notification blared – a YouTube link. He clicked it, the screen brightness assaulting him. It was a cover of his song, "Crimson Tide." He usually loved hearing his music, but today, the notes felt…distant.

The singer's voice was bright, energetic, a stark contrast to the way Elias felt. He sighed, the sound echoing the weight in his chest. He closed his eyes, a strange lethargy consuming him. He imagined himself playing guitar, but the image felt blurry, lacking any spark. The song ended, the silence filling him with a sense of…emptiness.