I go back to the darkness
To exist with the pieces of her that remain there.
Fragments of laughter, echoes of childhood
Flicker between the shadows
I would walk back into hell
If it meant all of her could escape
If I could gather her shards
I'd use my own blood as the glue
If the pain I failed to protect her from could be my own
I'd sink into the pool gladly
And let the poison drown me
Would I lose myself? Yes
But she would be free.
Mar 24, 2025
Mar 24, 2025 at 9:35 PM UTC
I go back to the darkness
To exist with the pieces of her that remain there.
Fragments of laughter, echoes of childhood
Flicker between the shadows
I would walk back into hell
If it meant all of her could escape
If I could gather her shards
I'd use my own blood as the glue
If the pain I failed to protect her from could be my own
I'd sink into the pool gladly
And let the poison drown me
Would I lose myself? Yes
But she would be free.
If only I could heal your wounds and take them as my own. I love you. I hope you're doing okay.
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