Treading through a thinner soup of you
Those last words typed haunting me
Those last words spoken killing me
But it’s me who’s tearing me apart
And time is diluting you so fucking fast
That I just want to cling to my grief
And let it simmer and fester and multiply
To lengthen this tunnel I must get out of
Back and forth I go between who you were
And the bastard I made you out to be
Like I’m trying to lessen the pain somehow
As though this mourning could be diluted like
Time has diluted your face and your death
The light’s flicker slips farther with each step
Every roadmap I draw is ripped from my hands
By a wind so loud and miserable that it churns
The viscosity of coping without breaking it down
And I thought I had this all broken down