You can’t run from me

Oh my love

You can’t run away from death

I am the shadows that you convince yourself you don’t see

I’m the whistle in the wind

I’m the cold gust you get in a closed room

I am death

And I follow you everywhere

Every minute

Of

Every

Day

No matter where you turn

I’m there

Next to you

Waiting

Waiting for you to mess up

Waiting for an incident where I can finally take you home

Where I can hold you in my arms

And give you the safety that you never had

A safety that the living can never give you

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I have more ideas that I wanna use with this so maybe I’ll post that tomorrow? IF I can actually get my thoughts down in the way I want. We’ll see 🤷‍♀️thank you for reading 💙