It takes from you what it wants, it needs it fills you with motivation that mends the wounds it surrounds you with the same illness to make you believe you belong
You form to it like a dress long adjusted to your size it tickles you if you cry it comforts if you seek it arouses as you please
It's a night like no other and dreams cast shadows like a story behind closed doors so many voices an army an army of many thoughts, choice loves, losses I cry for you for anyone willing to listen to a moment a moment of darkness here in the folds of life.