goodnight.

I can feel it tonight. tonight feels like it has before. cool summer blowing through the trees. a hint in the wind that summer is dying and there's nothing I can do, but it's okay. I can close my eyes and breathe in through my nose, smelling what's left of a dying beast. and that's what fills my lungs: the death of something beautiful and freeing.

my leg muscles tighten as I'm flung along the highway. shiny automobiles with red tail lights that peer at me like a thousand sets of angry eyes.

it's a night like this one where I hear everything, and feel it all. and it makes me sick.

it's a night like this where I feel heavy enough to collapse under an invisible weight. a weight that makes my knees buckle and my heavy eyelids fall shut in a slower motion...a plead to sob, "no more".

and I just need to say goodbye.