march 28th 2022

it was the night before;

the one you left in your rear view

driving 210 down main

but never went that fast for her.

memories are a crazy thing

one day they’re dreams

the next, nightmare

dread the night.

it was the week before;

like it was yesterday

tail lights chasing

fleeing

from a fear:

fear of leaving more bodies

alive dead npc

didn’t matter;

that life was messy-

-people got hurt,

-wake up.

this is real life,

it was only yesterd-

-that was three years ago

-this is real life,

-wake up.