sometimes, it's hard to love myself and it starts to get to my head. i hide away my book on the shelf to read other stories instead. i'll get lost in a world full of letters just to forget where i am. but i cannot stay in this land of forgetters or be stuck in an anagram, where no one can reach me, save me, and bring me back to land. i'm beginning to drown in a dark sea, oh God, please give me Your hand! i want to scream but i have no air, my head is already submerged. it's starting to get too much to bare since my mind and heart diverged. but i musn't drown, the two agreed, so i swam and swam and swam... sometime, i'll open my book to read and appreciate who i am.
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