Anthology of the Night

something in the orange

i still hope for the best for you 

you deserve a more tender tomorrow
a kindness often unafforded to the broken
i think that i will always have tenderness for you
for all of my life 

i do not want you 
to ever feel the way i do 
on nights like this 

no 
i want better for you 
brighter for you 

where poison 
does not have to kiss your lips 
to bring you comfort 
or still the thoughts ravaging your mind