The Way Damaged People Love

 

Damaged people love you like you are a crime scene

Before a crime scene has been committed 

They keep their running shoes besides their souls every night 

 

One night open in case things change while they sleep

Their back is always tense as thought waiting to fight a sudden storm that might engulf them 

Because damaged people have already seen hell

 

And damaged people understand that every evil demon that exists down there was once a kind angel before it fell

 

Josue Montoya