Dust on a Couch
Greif sits quietly where you used to be
Refusing to leave like dust on a shelf
When i sit on that couch I think to myself
Where's your laugh when i need it most?
Your presence is nothing but a ghost
I reach for you in empty air but all i grasp
is pain.
Pain i feel and blame I take
For not being with you while you were awake
Your eyes are closed
Your body is cold
In my necklace your ashes stay
But the pain never goes away
Tears want to fall as i clutch my chest
I get dressed hoping youll be there
But all i grasp is empty air
Your ghost fades again as i step out of that house
Reality seems to move on
But im stuck in time
Back to this paper
Where i stick with rhymes
I wish i could go back in time
Jamming in the car driving away
I wish i could go ack to the times
But i cant.
Ill never move on.
Because at the end of the day your still gone.
