We all have a dark side
Whether its drugs, money, or inner demons
Everyone has a different story.
The question is,
Can you handle it?
Can you handle someone elses baggage?
Can you look them in the eye and say,
"I will be there for you"?
The darkest ones never hide in the shadows
The most demanding never ask for help
The ones that kill,
It kills ever so slowly.
Imagine hell
Not as a place, or as fiery rain
But within ones own mind and heart.
Imagine the worst
A pain undefined
A hurting that can spread to others.
Now ask yourself again,
Can you handle it?