and when you finally lay your head on your pillows, I'll dive into the depths of your mind and play out scenes of blissful paradise. I'll bask in you a sea of goodness, let you be blind to the cold and deathly touches of emptiness as he grazes his fingers over your trembling skin, the emptiness that seeks to feed on your helplessness and fear, to pull out at little hope left living in your dark corners. I'll hold you close by, and we'll sail these harsh seas together, we'll swim through the worlds hiding away far beyond our reach. for a soul like yours deserves nothing but divinity, to stomp down the bridges blocking the pathways to lightened universes. a soul like yours deserves to travel along mountains and valleys painted in golden luminescence, a world slashing eternally at the suffocating blackness.