Your heart is a daedal
You feel no worth in skin and bone
Your fingernails have carved your name
Into your headstone
As we sat in the shadows
Hand in hand, we walked the maze
Though my eyes had not adjusted,
This is where you spent your days.
So you knew every path and problem there,
With an intimacy I could not tell.
You led me through, though solemn,
Explaining every step as well.
Then one of your demons grabbed you,
As we reached the apogee.
You cried, and though it was darker still,
I could suddenly see.
I saw every tunnel differently
Than I had before,
And I realized why when you left the maze
your skin was always sore.
So I tried to take your demons
But as I tried, your skin would split.
And I realized your demons are part of you
As you are part of it.
And I feel I should be your deliverer,
But I don't know what to do.
How can I defeat your darkness
When your darkness is part of you?
