chasm.

run away.

 

the darkness with which i shroud myself

is an invitation to nothing but fear"

there is nothing beautiful here.

 

you cannot will me back to sanity with your faith.

i have seen the earth part for my feet,

towers crumble under the weight of my hands,

forests drawn in the flames that my lips whisper.

 

i have emptied myself into a hollow grave.

whatever you use to fill the hole inside my chest will rot.

when all else fails, you will lay yourself at my feet,

and hand me the knife, and i will destroy you.

 

my tears will burn your fingers,

my caress will crush your bones,

my every breath will melt away your flesh

until you no longer are.

 

run away.