Be Read

I pray to paperback gods

That my words someday be read

 in dimlit bedrooms

By losers and lunatics like me

Thinking of taking what they

 have to call their lives

And decide to sheath their swords

 instead of falling on them

If you're one of them reading this

Know that we are far from alone

You are fucking crucial to me

To the world that may be

More broken than we are