You feel my weight in the silence of sorrow A stark reminder, all life is borrowed When you are lost, I am found In empty chairs and spaces Between the drowning of seas I'm the current you resist The taste of salt and breathlessness In the exhales of tide I carry the burning air of your pleas In the rageful bitterness I cling to you, like smoke in your lungs Why must you run from me? I will leave once you receive The stillness, an uninvited guest When you accept my choking bequest - SV















