how would i?
why should i?
you,

the innocent one:
sweet, loving, caring.

i thought you a bit abstruse,
but nevertheless without a flaw
(of such great magnitude).

but you are the most
flawed of us all
and i thought it impossible

though i doubted your acting skills at first
your mask is quite convincing
because i never saw it coming

i’m sorry this happened to you
i wish it could be me instead

i want to suffer for you
just like every damn broken woman
who has stumbled across my path

but this time it’s worse
i don’t just want to feel your pain
i want to meld into your veins

i want to become your heart
i want to be the blood that courses with the
passionate hatred for yourself

and i want you to inject me with the numbness
that we have both forever sought
together,
but alone.

you and i,
we walked the same path
but i did not notice you in the fog and the distance
but now we are in a clear meadow
and you have removed your mask

and the pills are in my hand
the needle in yours
all we must do now is choose