Both the pure of heart and not face the sadness coming at them with a will power never before seen by the other.
But they are divided.
They are divided and so the sadness can creep creep creep creep into their souls. It can ruin them.
Together they fight it off but now that they are divided, fighting each other, the sadness can find the chinks in their armour and it can get to them. Get to them. Get get ge ge get to them.
They can't stop fighting. Can't stop fighting, not even to save themselves. But what can we do? What can we do? But let the sadness creep. Let it creep into our souls. And take us over. Because we are all broken and our heroes are fighting their own foes, yet they too are being taken by sadness, so who will save us now?
The answer here is very simple.
Don't know how you can't understand.
We
Can't
Be
Saved.
Not even by the bite of a pure blood. Not even by the blessing of a priest. Not even by the mark of a Lycan. Not even by the best medicine there is. Nothing can save us from the sadness that is creeping creeping creeping into our souls.
You and I. Me and you. We can let it in. Lets just let it in. It'll be so much easier if we just let it in. So open up your heart. Open up your soul and let in the sadness that's been creeping in. Let it in. Let it in. Let in the sadness that we've been keeping in.
That's really all I've got for now, I mean I just kinda wrote down brain barf. I know I know, it's horrible, don't judge, or do, I don't give a shit.
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Songs of Darkness
PoetrySometimes I just have some words pop into my head and they sound like a song so I thought, why not write them down and see what happens? So here goes.
