it was horrible. not everything hurt but a lot did. there was pain. there was loneliness. death blood helplessness. there was damage everywhere. cracks and an ocean of fear that i think was probs under everything.
there were versions of you. a child lying to themselves, another who lied to everyone, one who trusted too much, and another who just wanted to escape. but there were one who could go everywhere if people called. he was so beaten up though. he looked like hed been through hell and back.
but he helped. him and a fox. we just had to think to call.
thats what wrecked me in the end. thats why what happened was my own fault. i forgot that but more than that.
i made a decision i knew you wouldnt want me to make and i did because of my own flaw.
and i realized that after i saw your wings as a child and realized what they made me think.
it was the moment i stopped trusting you that i fell.
because there was danger. there was pain. there was hell. but everything before that point could be conquered. it could be overcome. there was solutions everywhere and now that ive thought about it i know what i should have done but didnt because i stopped trusting you.
you were hurt. splintered and cracked. afraid and angry.
but nothing was beyond saving. nothing was impossible to beat.
because that is the kind of person you are.
youre half right.
it wont fix easy. it wont just get better.
but youre not weak. strength is not the ability to deal with shit. strength is still trying despite how hard it is. beaten and broken and despairing you still go forward anyway. whatever reasons you do dont negate that and dont negate how strong you are.
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Intermission 1
there were versions of you. a child lying to themselves, another who lied to everyone, one who trusted too much, and another who just wanted to escape. but there were one who could go everywhere if people called. he was so beaten up though. he looked like hed been through hell and back.
but he helped. him and a fox. we just had to think to call.
thats what wrecked me in the end. thats why what happened was my own fault. i forgot that but more than that.
i made a decision i knew you wouldnt want me to make and i did because of my own flaw.
and i realized that after i saw your wings as a child and realized what they made me think.
it was the moment i stopped trusting you that i fell.
because there was danger. there was pain. there was hell. but everything before that point could be conquered. it could be overcome. there was solutions everywhere and now that ive thought about it i know what i should have done but didnt because i stopped trusting you.
you were hurt. splintered and cracked. afraid and angry.
but nothing was beyond saving. nothing was impossible to beat.
because that is the kind of person you are.
youre half right.
it wont fix easy. it wont just get better.
but youre not weak. strength is not the ability to deal with shit. strength is still trying despite how hard it is. beaten and broken and despairing you still go forward anyway. whatever reasons you do dont negate that and dont negate how strong you are.
your heart proved that.