*You told me you weren't clean—not anymore* I feel your pain like a sixth sense— It sends shivers down my spine, and before you know it, we've both done it. Who knew we'd share the same sign? I'm terrified that one day your burden will be too much for me to carry, an echo that hums in different tones, Its voice is shrill with fury. I start flinching at the mirrors As they wait for a sorry. The scars on my body, the bruises— Each one leaves a piece of you in me. I want to share your burden, and in doing so, I have no shame. So I etch your name on my skin,  red licking my skin like flames. Red. You told me you favoured the colour of blood. Red like embers before they fade into nothingness, Red like Amaryllis while the colour floods, So I let the blood trickle down my skin in numbness  I scream for your shadows to retreat to the depths of their misery, while mine hums a tune nobody hears, not even you. If truth is light, then let me light a fire for you, set you free. But just in case you wonder if my promise is true, ***I'd burn for your soul in every lifetime***