When the world crumbles from underneath my anchor
I try to find the beauty of life in the neverending abyssWhen reality strikes me
The only thing anchoring me to life are the faint noises of existenceTime doesn't anchor me to reality anymore
Seconds aren't the roots like they once were beforeIk I've used the word 'anchor' repeatedly I didn't realize while writing 😅
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Poetry"A glimpse inside will scare you away but the ones who really care will choose to stay" ~The words that once struggled to be said, The thoughts that longed to be put into words, The feelings that were tired of being pushed aside, And the emotion...