Darkened Dreams

forget you

Don't even read this. 

I'm telling you, begging you, warning you, don't read this.

It's not worth it. 

I promise, you'll forget it as soon as you finish it anyways. 

UNLESS.

Unless you are different? 

You don't look different. Yes, I can see you and you and you and you and a dozen others. 

You are hiding under your covers, on your phone, in the middle of the night. 

And you, are reading this on your computer, dubious of the things that I see. 

Ohh, I like you. You are struggling, and you like escape into your own world, a book or your phone to ignore your surroundings. Are you in a car? Are you moving or just traveling? Do you know?

And hello you. Loud and boisterous, are your surroundings. Crowded city, buss or party? 

And you're not supposed to be reading right now, are you? Go back to your classes! I've told you off before, you are not welcome here. 

And hello others who are experiencing circumstances I cannot name. (For privacy/you don't want me too. I know you better than you think I do.)

I warn you just one last time. 

Don't read this book.