Whenever I'm Lost-
I remember why I never gave up on myself in the first place, because when you lay there awake at 3 in the morning: your head pounding with thoughts, your eyes lightly glued shut with old tears, you remember who has your back when you are laying here. That is you, yourself. You walk this earth alone at the end of each day, whether you like yourself, or not. It isn't bravery to go to sleep and wake up fighting the same demons everyday, it's life. It's lessons. It's a part of you.
Whenever I'm lost I remember that the only person who said that would never leave, and actually never did was I, myself.
And that, that is true bravery.
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Whenever I'm Lost
PoetryAnother wanna be at poetry with feelings that can't be explained by simply explaining.
