darling
don't you know that you can't
protect them
forever?
don't you see that they are pulling
your soul out from under you,
dragging you down with anchors?
can't you see that they're coming for you?
do you see their scythes
made from silver and shadows and your nightmares?
do you already feel their teeth,
those glinting fangs oozing your blood?
don't you realize that you're trapped here,
locked between the jaws of Earth herself
and trapped by numbered chains
spelling out things you can't even read?
don't you see, my darling,
that you are a void?
with each pledge, fact, joke and aid you offer,
they reap your breaths until one becomes your
last,
until you're possessed,
locked away by your own brain.
darling, please learn that there are so few
bonds between people
that are made of the dust in both our
bones and the stars.
they will not tie you down
but lift you, tethering themselves to your Greatness
until you're afloat
until once again you breathe, free of toxins
and torturous elements.
don't you see that? can't you believe that?
you cannot fight this battle on your own.
you're the hero of your story, but even heroes
form alliances with others
in case they need a little help.
darling, it may take a village to raise a child.
in your case, it only takes loyalty to create
a lifeline.