Get up.
Get up.
Get up!
GET UP!
Get out of bed.
I'm screaming.
Not at you.
But for you.
I'm screaming at myself.
Because I'm so fucking stupid.
Because I helped lock you away in your tower.
I'm so fucking stupid.
I'm so fucking selfish.
I ask you to let me in, but I'm not willing to cross the threshold.
Get out of that bed.
Get out of the bed that depression has tied you to.
Get out of your own head.
Let the mind numbing thoughts float away.
Let the self hate fade to the back of your mind.
I should've done this sooner, but I am crossing that trench you've dug.
I'm climbing up your tower so we can take it down together.
Or I'm making a doorway at the bottom and building a staircase up.
I'm doing anything so we can build our bond back.
I'm doing anything so I can help you.
I'm going to do everything so I can give you the world.
I love you.
