I’m drowning,
but little words
like that saves me.
It may not mean much
to you,
but
it terribly means so much
to me.
It may only come from
one or two
people, but
it means so much more than
you can measure the earth’s distance
from the sun.
Thank you
for your words
because even though
words may hold empty meanings,
in the moment,
they saved me
from doing something rash.
“Don’t give up,”
is all I needed to hear,
is all I needed to live another
unbearable night
when the moon still shined
among the stars.
It’s just simple words,
long or short,
they save me from my hell.
Just another one of your daily bloggers.
I must warn you that I'm a walking contradiction.
That is all.
