i put up a good fight

but the darkness hugs me in a way no one else has before

it’s the one thing that would never leave me

“choose me” it beckons

it’s predictable

familiar

comfortable

easier

i don’t want to go back. but it tugs at my mind

“you’ll get to rest” it says

im tired

i put up a good fight, but im too tired

“okay” i say, “but only stay for a little while this time. Just so i can rest for a bit”.

“i missed you” it replies with a smile