To insanity and beyond

We were both broken souls when we found each other, trying to fix our shattered pieces all by ourselves. Until that fated day came. Our empty eyes met, yours mirrored the darkness inside mine. Like two parallel universe that lost their own source of light. We're the dead stars, a dwarf, long dead and cold. The ones that never fit in a star cluster for we ran out of fuel to maintain our brightness.

We curse the world and hate our own selves. Life is dull yet full of pain. Until you came, you and your numb heart. For the first time, I found my purpose. I wanted to see you happy, to see you live. I wanted to heal you because I know how it feels like to be beaten by tears. Every drop of it is an alchohol, it makes the wounds fresh while cleansing it with sting.

We're insane and suicidal. Depressed, we feel nothing and we don't know why. We seek for help but we prefer to endure everything alone. We wish for light but we stayed in the dark. We scream yet no one hears us as the silence deafen our ears. We feel worthless though we have every thing. We're selfish but at the same time, selfless.

But still, even in your gloomy nights, when you're always on the verge of giving up, I stayed by your side. Those times that you laugh amidst the raging storm in your head, pretending to don't care on those voices that whispers in it. Those days that you hold a knife or probably scissors, repeatedly injuring your wrists. I'll understand the irony of a bleeding person hurting himself more. I'll be with you, to insanity and beyond.