It hits me as I look at the sky
How big the universe is
And how small I am.
This scares some people.
But it comforts me.
Because no matter
What mistakes I make,
The world will go on.
It's comforting to know
That I don't carry
The weight of Atlas,
Even when it feels like I do.
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Survive: Collected Poems
Poetry~WATTY'S 2019~ ~NOTICE~ AS OF 2/3/19, THIS COLLECTION HAS TOO MANY PARTS! READ VOLUME 2, THRIVE, OUT TODAY! On the pain, love, and passion that makes me human. Potential swearing, mentions of suicide, self harm, depression, rape, etc.
