Donnie Smyth,
If you were sitting next to me, sharing this view...
The ground is shaking.
You’re holding up the wall...
In every season, the leaves had reason to hope...
It's only in the fall that they lose their amber...
I felt afraid
the first time I knew...
I still keep your flowers on the kitchen table
A reminder of what once was and no longer is...
For a third of my life
I've worshiped Death...
For the world to see
Ones heart beats...
Two days until
the anniversary of your funeral...
Scrambling for purpose,
Sinking further down, down...
Through the clouds
The suns brings light...
If I was young,
know my body was so tired...
Sitting here,
Seeing everyone just as broken as myself...