Silent bones

There is grass where you lay, and a sign with a name.

I have heard the songs before.

You were bones, troubled and breaking.

They had groaned and they had danced.

Tried to contain the need to crumble.

Now silent, silent bones.

I do not know the last thing we talked about.

We should of said our byes before.

Your home changed, you could not.

Your dreams were loud and they jumped.

Trying to stay in front of you.

Now silent, silent bones.

Do you forgive them for leaving and remember yourself?

What your memories were before.

It was a life and its lived.

Routine amongst chaos and changing lines.

You fought the lost fights.

Now silent, silent bones.