Leftovers of sunlight bathe the
sky in blue, not black so
black that hell seems
like an option to consider.
Blue, not black.
Though thoughts of the dark,
they're back to consume you
in your fears, break your bones,
burn your skin and leave you here
in tears as dry as grassy deserts.
I'll stay and fight it all.
I'll stay for you, I heard your call, I
won't let it get to you.
I'll protect you, be your angel
without wings -- and only
armed with a mind, but
I promise I won't leave you behind.
I'll stay 'till sunrise
Image from: http://vikkigothangel.deviantart.com/art/Save-Me-From-Myself-166810745
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