Come closer—
Let me tell you a story, though it’s not a pleasant one.
It starts in the hollow of my ribs,
where shadows curl and whispers my name
like old friends who never leave.
They come at night, these thoughts,
crawling through the cracks in my skull,
digging graves in my mind,
burying me beneath the weight of every
mistake, every failure, every whispered doubt.
I try to run, but my feet sink into the dark,
I try to scream, but my voice is swallowed whole.
I become a ghost in my own body,
watching the world from behind cracked glass.
But then – there is you.
A flicker, a spark, a steady glow
that cut through the suffocating black.
When the storm inside me howls,
your voice is the hush that stills the winds.
When my heart rattles like a dying bird,
your presence is the gentle hand
pressing it back into place.
You are my foundation,
the anchor when the tide pulls too strong.
When the abyss calls my name,
it is your voice I hear instead—
soft, steady, certain.
And just like that, the darkness loses its grip.
Not gone, not forgotten, but distant,
like thunder rolling far beyond the hills.
Because I have you—
and you are the light at the end.
