I’ll step into the role you drew,
The shadow in your scene,
If being the villain helps you heal
From all that might have been.
I’ll trade my voice for stillness now,
A debt paid out in breath,
To give your story's bitter end
A clean and quiet death.
No haunting thoughts, no looking back,
No words to bridge the sea—
The final gift I give to you
Is losing all of me.
May 8
May 8, 2026 at 1:34 AM UTC
I’ll step into the role you drew,
The shadow in your scene,
If being the villain helps you heal
From all that might have been.
I’ll trade my voice for stillness now,
A debt paid out in breath,
To give your story's bitter end
A clean and quiet death.
No haunting thoughts, no looking back,
No words to bridge the sea—
The final gift I give to you
Is losing all of me.
