At the table


The guests do the recap
Table talk about you
And I see myself in transition
From a high to low
A low I knew before you
And they are witnesses
At the table

I once thought never
I envisioned forever
But today is the curtain call
Today is the last pour down
If it takes some time
I know we’ll see the sun again
I know you’ll be fine

At the table
The hallucinations, the flashbacks
The chattering from the guests
All too familiar
Much overwhelming
This is all in my mind
Their murmurs are the voices in my head

I won’t, I can’t.
For the last time
I greet each memory
With the fondness of an amicable farewell
Because they have to go grey
Maybe one day, when I close my eyes
You will not appear so vividly as you do now

 

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