I don't care if our memories share
The same spaces in between
Places that tether you to me
It felt like dying over and over, again and again
I don't know if I have it within me to light all the dark spaces that you're found in recently
I don't know how to help you if you won't help yourself
We both know that the moon that you stole eclipsed us both so long ago
I've let the rot swell in the cracks of my home
And closed my eyes in picture frames
So I don't recall the feeling anymore
Of dying again and again by your side, old friend
In the empty spaces between your hateful teeth and spiteful rage you've kept in
I resent you piece by piece
In all my dearest memories of the man you were before
I see the roots of dogma sweep you up and crush you whole