Don’t Need to Be Saved

I got used to the silence,

it speaks the words you never did.

Between the truth and what I wanted,

I chose the pain — and learned to live with it.

Your absence shaped the way I stand,

your cold hands taught me who I am.

I don’t need to be saved anymore,

I found myself when it all burned down.

You were the storm I called “love” before,

but now I’m calm inside the sound.

Your name lost meaning in the air,

my quiet turned into a flare.

And in the end, I found the truth —

it wasn’t love, it was fear of losing youth.

I don’t need to be saved anymore,

my pain doesn’t hurt the same way now.

What’s left of you inside my core

became my art — somehow.

No rescue, no regret,

just peace where the fire was set.

You were a ghost I had to face,

to learn I’m safest in my own embrace.