Dust on a Couch

Greif sits quietly where you used to be

Refusing to leave like dust on a shelf

When i sit on that couch I think to myself

Where's your laugh when i need it most?

Your presence is nothing but a ghost

I reach for you in empty air but all i grasp

is pain.

Pain i feel and blame I take

For not being with you while you were awake

Your eyes are closed 

Your body is cold

In my necklace your ashes stay

But the pain never goes away

Tears want to fall as i clutch my chest

I get dressed hoping youll be there 

But all i grasp is empty air

Your ghost fades again as i step out of that house

Reality seems to move on

But im stuck in time

Back to this paper

Where i stick with rhymes

I wish i could go back in time

Jamming in the car driving away

I wish i could go ack to the times

But i cant.

Ill never move on.

Because at the end of the day your still gone.