What scared you the most,
was it the shadows or the ghost?
The voices invited you in,
and that’s when it all began.
The flashing lights in my eyes
distracted you from the truth:
I am nothing like you.
I know what brought you here,
and I know what made you leave,
But tell me darling,
what made you stay so long?
You stayed when I showed you
the darkest places of my mind,
and played the voices in my head for you
like some sick, thrilling symphony.
You stayed after running your fingers
across my deepest scars
and reading my black ink secrets.
You even stayed after my sharp tongue
left you wounded, and my acid words
left you trembling.
We knew that it was finally time
for you to leave when you had
to battle the worst ghosts for me.
Even though you’re gone now,
I’m glad that you ever came.
Because now the bitterest of voices
and the most vicious of demons
just seem so mildly tame.