Happier.

"HOLD ME."
Yet, she calls to you.
You'll hold her in the end.
And "FLEE!"
Though I have power still
I've honed it in on them.

The tears that you won't see me weep
Crash strongholds just as you.
The altar where you worship
Is protected by me still.

And from me as you wanted
though we never dared to say.
Without me, steady, conscience,
I will wipe away the stain.