Root

With your acid breath, breathing down my neck
You’ll be keeping me awake
With the words that fall from your gaping maw
There’s something left that you can take
Take your formal dress and your mind’s unrest
And throw the leftovers to me
Condescending air with a jab to spare
Now I’m empty

With a single word you could feel so hurt
It’s kinda funny how it’s not
Lashing out so hard that you’re losing parts
We should have left you to your thoughts
Drinking from my cup, now I’ve had enough
There’s hardly any patience left
As your mind relents
Like your hands on your neck

Don’t look at me, I cannot let you leave
Mourn with you
Mourn for you
You’re more important now

Watch all the leaves, float along down the stream
Peacefully
Floating free
You could have gone like them

Watch all the trees, go along with the breeze
Still standing
Unmoving
I hope your roots will stick

Don’t look at me, I cannot let you leave
This quickly