Vast Lands.

IF

If I laid in a casket lifeless on a dark, gloomy day, would you mourn me?
If I left with no words said, would you follow me with no questions asked ?
If I went away with no memories left to remember me by, would you still remember me?
If I walked away and never looked back, would you stop me?
Scream yourself hoarse for me and wail for me?
If I killed in cold blood, would you be the Joker to my Harley?
Break me out of prison, consequences be damned?

If I set the whole world ablaze on a whim, would you stand with me and watch?
Watch it all raze down for me, as I smile with glee?
If I handed you your broken heart on a bronze platter, would you accept it with a smile?
If I broke you till there were no pieces left to  be scavenged, maimed you and destroyed you, would you accept me still?
If I broke your bones into odd angles and yet reset them till you hurt so bad, would  you flee from me?
If I left you bleeding and broken at the hands of my demons,  would you love them also as I have learned to?

If blood dripped down my arms as my razor sliced through the tissues of my skin,  would you fear me?
Stare at me as though as I am a deranged psychopath?
If I leaped into the abyss of darkness with no safety harness, would you follow me?
If I wanted to taint your  pretty, porcelain skin with scars, would you let me?
If I pullled you down and shattered your pretty little wings into tiny little pieces, would you abhor me?
If I left you for dead at the crosswalk of life and death, would you hate me?
If I wept for you, snot and tears dripping down the plains of my cheek, would you wipe away my tears?
If I laid down my life for you, would you do the same for me?
If I battled the demons hidden in the dark depths of my being, would you fight them with me in the darkness of the night ?
Would you chase them away with no reward and make them leave even though you emerge scarred ?
Would you break me out from the prison I'm caged in?
If I showered you with a love so  beautiful yet hurtful, if I loved you with every fiber of my soul and yet hated you with my very being,  would you love me back?

I hope you would
for our fates were sealed in the darkness of the heavens
beautiful, porcelain dolls like you and I,
broken and scarred just like we were always called to be.