In Our Darkest hour

 Show me how you bleed,


I will bleed out in your place and kiss your aching heart.



Teach me how you sin,

I will sin twice as much and embrace your broken soul.



Tell me why you weep,

I will weep oceans of my own sorrow and fashion a boat to house your delicate thoughts.

I will not let loneliness strangle you when you are already drowning,
The feeling of its fingers around my neck is far too familiar.

I will not let silence burden you when you have already fallen,
Those deafening moments still ring through my ears.

You suffer alone
and so gracefully try to hide the undeniable fact that you are broken.

Please, please
Show me how you bleed,
Teach me how you sin,
Tell me why you weep.

I will stay with you in your darkest hours to be your crutch
when your sadness grows too loud and your heart feels too weak.

I will stay,
and do for you what no one does for me

in my darkest hours.

When I bleed,
When I sin,
When I weep,
Loneliness strangles me when I am already drowning,
Silence burdens me when I have already fallen.
I suffer alone to hide the undeniable fact that I am broken.

And when my sadness grows too loud and my heart feels too weak,
I face my darkest hours alone.

So, please, let me
Let me kiss your aching heart,
embrace your broken soul,
and fashion a boat to house your delicate thoughts.
The feeling is far too familiar,
it still rings through my ears.

You will not suffer alone,
I will stay with you in your darkest hours to be your crutch.

I will stay,
and do for you what no one does for me

in my darkest hours.

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