i am my own savior, my own
11:11 wish, my own 3 am thoughts and my own anchor.
i am the one who tells myself to hold on every second, every minute & every hour of the day.
i'm my own mind that has mysteries so incomprehensible buried beneath that if they were to come to the surface, i'd drown inside them with nothing to pull me ashore.
such heavy is the burden of my thoughts that it'll render me into a nothingness, just a plain old unfathomed abyss.
- i came lonely in this world, and i'd leave this world alone. in the end, no one stays by your side but you yourself; you are your own true savior. so instead of seeking people to trust, people for confiding your feelings to, you should try and keep to yourself.
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querencia.
PoetryPOE1 | ❝these verses, how they've become a part of me. scribbled in reverse keeping me in some sort of reverie.❞ ...... querencia - (n.) a place from which one's strength is drawn, where one feels at home; the place where you are your most authentic...
