i feel the safest
between my own words
for once, i feel at home
ironically, the only moments of sanity i've lived are the one where i brought my insanity to life on my papers
my words are my story,
my memories and my deepest scars
they're both my prison and my escape;
my remedy and my deadly disease
i never understood them, yet somehow, i'm always the only one who does.
YOU ARE READING
as quiet as a fire
Poetryyou have my heart and mind in your hands now. i hope you have a safe trip. but read at your own risk, i can't promise you'll come out alive.
