Chapter 1 - Farewell

I envy the tears
for after they have fallen
Their job is finished
but I must continue on
 
as easy as it seems
(a car does the moving)
each step is a new pain
a cut refusing to heal
 
sitting so still
(a car’s momentum drives me forward)
a mind unable to push past
eyes frozen to a passing landscape
hills rolling, barren trees
all motion blurred
(a car does stop)
 
all that remains
march up that hill
the Casket remains still
nothing more to do but finish the job
 
despite how heavy it seems
this small piece I hold
how cold this air is
I will not let go
Until the Casket is home
 
we march together
to no rhythm or step
all saying our final
Farewells. 

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