No One’s Coming to Save You (By Cat Matchuk)
How very studious of you
How very productive
Pour another glass, tuck yourself in
You have nowhere to go
no one to see
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Words bring forward stars to forge a world from the ink, breathe, your heart will write.
How very studious of you
How very productive
Pour another glass, tuck yourself in
You have nowhere to go
no one to see
Not in this world Continue reading “No One’s Coming to Save You”
I had to move on for the sake of me
despite the aching blow.
Rip apart this identity to flee,
outcast for needing to go.
I wanted to leave, but my body wouldn’t let me.
The strength to stand wasn’t there, and I feared to die in this house of hallways.
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