Listen to my prayer

We are the children of the same land.

We bear the same scars, got from the same weapons.

We both have died

infinite deaths,

infinite times.

We have reached a charred precipice.

You and I.

So, join me.

Entwine.

And we shall rise, back from the dead.

Together.

For you are my father,

and also my son.

Also my lover.

You are me.

And I, you.

We are conjoined through pain.

Your pain.

Mine.

Streams of the dark blood flowing from your wounds meld with my very own.

It is so full of life itself.

Moving.

Dead no more.

This is my prayer to you, my friend.

Our pain will be the rebirth of us.

So, join me.

Entwine.

 

 

 

 

©skartsland

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