#diseased

I think Eclipse is slowly becoming my favorite in the starlit swordsman AU…

This love inside me grows like a stain, It starts as a whisper, then turns into pain. It moves through my veins like a quiet disease, I breathe it in, though it cuts like a breeze. I know it will spread till there’s nothing of me, Yet I keep it alive like a deep hidden tree. It feeds on my nights and lives in my chest, It robs me of sleep, it robs me of rest. It hides in my smile when I meet someone’s eye, It blooms in the dark where my true self will die. I feel it expand with each word I don’t say, It waits like a hunter who knows I won’t stay. I could try to heal but I turn away slow, I cradle the wound as I help it to grow. I wear it like warmth though it burns my skin, I call it my friend though it ruins within. It hums like a song that I dare not forget, It writes my own ending but hasn’t yet. My body still moves but my heart feels undone, It walks like a stranger beneath the same sun. Each day I pretend but it rises again, A flood that drowns even memory’s name. I know what it is and I know what it’ll do, But to let it go feels like losing you. So I let it stay though it eats through my bones, It builds me a house that is empty of tones. It gives me a fever no prayer can erase, It writes on my soul with an unsteady trace. And when it is finished there’ll be no one to see, How love was the illness that hollowed out me.