The Night

Approximate Reading Time: 45 sec. I cant make words work, if i could say the right thing to you, maybe you could tell me what it is, thats killing me. I wouldnt mind it if you saved me. Im sure some would hold it against you, turn it on you. Try to take all your good and ram it into your guts so hard that the whole world turned black, and all you could see was scar tissue. I think of you a lot. I think of you and me walking alone in a parking lot at night. Our shoulders rubbing against each other as we listened to each others voices. We are both damaged and beautiful. We know the order of order and the order of disorder. We've both been hunted and nearly destroyed by weaklings with big ideas. We know the night.