Crushed
When will my boulder become too heavy for you
to push up this mountain?
Crushing you
the beetle underneath the heel of my misguided foot
When will you look down at your hands
to see the scarlet wounds in your flesh
your skin crying crimson tears
All because you were trying to repair the glass vase
that a child carelessly threw on the ground
If you are my light
what happens when my darkness swallows you?
What happens when my demons
seep into your soul?
Then the mold and rot envelopes us both
forever sinking into darkness
How could I forgive myself for destroying you?
Your comforting words ease my soul
"For you, anything"
"You don't need to feel bad"
But the ease only lasts for a moment
I would rather crush myself than you
So until I can be my own light
I would rather be in darkness
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