Work Text:
A chest caves in where warmth once breathed,
Eyes strain through gloom, no peace beneath.
Hands claw air, grasping at dust,
Chasing what’s dead, what turned to rust.
A shape drifts there, beyond my hold,
Tallying years in shadows cold.
Breaths catch hard, then fade to none,
A thread snaps quiet - two undone.
The world grinds on, vast and blind,
We’re tied to ghosts we left behind.
Each drop falls heavy, a muted scream,
Souls cut loose, lost in the seam.