You can't get out of the darkness by apologizing for being lost in it you cant chase away your demons by pretending they don't exist you cant find comfort to your pain by tucking it under your shirt you can't stop the bleeding without tending to the wound you have to crawl and scratch and climb and stumble and accept the dark corners and the absence of light when there is none you have to roar and dance with your demons and make your crown out of their bleeding teeth you have to let the pain seep in and become part of your skin and part of you
the longer you ignore and try to hide it away the longer it will fester and spread and you can make bandages out of the broken pieces of your heart and lost pages of your soul and wrap them around the wound and be patient with the blood flow and be patient with yourself and never apologize for being lost or broken when it was someone else's hand that did the damage