Something saved my life
and it wasn’t you.
Maybe it was every day that passed
along with the clouds.
It could be the sound of silence
when you don’t need to believe in anything.
Or it was the moment I started to believe in myself.
Instead of the fear that followed
and the anger that swallowed
my mind that you loved so much.
The same mind that deteriorated myself.
The same one that chose space in place of you.
Someone saved my life.
and it was me.
Apr 3
Apr 3, 2026 at 12:54 PM UTC
Something saved my life
and it wasn’t you.
Maybe it was every day that passed
along with the clouds.
It could be the sound of silence
when you don’t need to believe in anything.
Or it was the moment I started to believe in myself.
Instead of the fear that followed
and the anger that swallowed
my mind that you loved so much.
The same mind that deteriorated myself.
The same one that chose space in place of you.
Someone saved my life.
and it was me.
Thank you Santigold