I don’t follow you

I don’t follow you
into the dark,
but not because
I don’t trust you.

I don’t follow you
into the dark,
but not because
you won’t save me.

I don’t follow you
into the dark
because instead,
I know the way,

and I stand
beside you.

About Catastrophe Jones

Wretched word-goblin with enough interests that they're not particularly awesome at any of them. Terrible self-esteem and yet prone to hilarious bouts of hubris. Full of the worst flavors of self-awareness. Owns far too many craft supplies. Will sing to you at the slightest provocation.
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