Like Dying

I don't care if our memories share The same spaces in between Places that tether you to me It felt like dying over and over, again and again I don't know if I have it within me to light all the dark spaces that you're found in recently I don't know how to help you if you won't help yourself We both know that the moon that you stole eclipsed us both so long ago I've let the rot swell in the cracks of my home And closed my eyes in picture frames So I don't recall the feeling anymore Of dying again and again by your side, old friend In the empty spaces between your hateful teeth and spiteful rage you've kept in I resent you piece by piece In all my dearest memories of the man you were before I see the roots of dogma sweep you up and crush you whole