5-8-16
Today's a new day,
The numbers make me uneasy when they're even.

You drove down that highway lane,
Clutching that steering wheel.
Your radio broke some time in October,
So we sat in silence and anxiety while I held my tongue,
Kept the words captive.
You did 88 for awhile,
Before you bumped it up to 96,
And you tried so hard to keep it there,
Although you had forgotten 6 is a safe number for me.
You focused so hard,
I'm not even sure you cared what i thought of the numbers anymore,
You wanted control.

Maybe it would've been in our best interests to crash under that starry sky.
I'm not exactly sure where else we're headed.

I drive by myself tonight.
You never fixed your damn radio,
And my phone is as dead as I am to you.
There's no light and no witnesses tonight.
Knowledge is power and freedom is control.
I've got the knowledge of my options,
And the control to spiral into even numbers.
The freedom of knowledge
The knowledge of freedom.
- (m.m)