I can't do it alone.

thatothersmaybelovedmorethani:

When your body is in

a weakened state

he’ll come to

you and ask just one thing

sin

he won’t say it like that

he’ll pretty it up

make it really, really pretty

he’ll make reality

ugly

he’ll take your eyes and scratch them

he’ll scratch them until they are dim

so dim

that even the light can’t get through

because it is that light that is his undoing

and if he can scratch your eyes enough

his voice in your ear telling you that the light was a lie

that what feels good must be good

and that you feel bad unless you feel his kind of good

starts to sound a bit more true