When your body-mind slipped through our fingers

You came back to us as tears

Your reflection in droplets from your mother's eyes

A stream at a calming pace

I remember all the times you couldn't understand why

They are my last still frames of you

They are my last still frames of you

Your voice, your normal voice, was working still

I want to know if you were afraid

And I don't think I could handle the possibility that you were

I may shut down

I may cease to exist

I've never felt this strangled in my literal fucking nеck