
I made a home here.
In the darkness of your wound.
I used the warmth of my body
To Keep you.
I thought I could heal your hole,
By filling it with me.
With Love.
So I entered...
Trapped
In your Trauma,
you engulfed the little light.
I screamed I scratched I crawled
my way to the surface
Of Your abyss.
Muted madness.
Cold silence.
I entered you, Whole
leaving Wounded pieces of myself behind.
I made a home, here.
In the darkness of your wound.
The house is burning
You set me aflame.
I screamed I scratched I crawled.
I ran from the shame.
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