It wasn't the support network that let you down
Not the tongue-tied feeling resulting from dark hypotheticals
Not sewn together regrets, threaded so tightly they can't breathe
Or changes for the better, dead ending in the same ways
It's a culmination we'll never understand
I traded silence for your soliloquy
Livery to Dugan house, conversation dreanched in alcohol
We traded silence, 18 months in passing
Couldn't find the words, to find out
If you were fine, now we'll never know
Will you rest in peace?
Or will you toss and turn?
Just like you did on earth
Sleep well my dear old friend
Changes, displacement, some rearranging
Vacant days spent hardly appreciating
Porch hangs, basements, kind eyes and open minds
Figurative Jansports carrying anything left behind
Will you rest in peace?
Or will you toss and turn?
Just like you did on earth
Sleep well my dear old friend