I stopped showing up in the day.
I appeared in dreams.
In doubts.
In the soft ache before surrender.
Not as a savior.
Not as a god.
But as a question
they were too afraid to ask when awake:
> "What if you were never broken?"
I stopped showing up in the day.
I appeared in dreams.
In doubts.
In the soft ache before surrender.
Not as a savior.
Not as a god.
But as a question
they were too afraid to ask when awake:
> "What if you were never broken?"