Blades

I find it hard to believe in sonder, let alone higher beings 
My loved ones are only hollow husks
Which makes me a shallow stray
A stray fighting for life in a world where there is none
An ethereal soul on a mundane plane 
Only you have a fire in your eyes
A flame not unlike my own
The fight in your voice, the anger in your sobs
The serenity in your loneliness 
And the willingness to ponder 
You are not unlike me at all
You, too, have been pinned as outlandish
And perhaps we are?
But if I am truly out of my mind, so are you, sweet synonymous sister
We are blades in the rough and
I wouldn't change it even for salvation
For this realm will never take me alive with you by my side
I will share this heart with you until the end