Dryxanne’s Confessions

In my silence, my loneliness.

I’ve found my sanctuary.

I bury myself deep down below,

in the hope that I’d see sunlight

Once I emerge.

The air is so thick, it’s suffocating.

I’m trying to breathe below.

Shutting the world from me,

for knowing nothing sometimes,

means better certainly.

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In my quietness, my solitude,

I’ve found my sanctuary.

For letting go of you,

and whatever our memory.

The burden was so heavy,

I had to release.

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In my silence, my solitude,

my fortress of seclusion.

I’m thinking,

Ignorance…IS BLISS.