A Deep Slow Panic

A Deep Slow Panic
I watched you glide out the door
with poise I’d not seen before.
I saw you shine, you shine.
I collapsed to the floor.
It promised it missed me more
and said, “True love is mine.
I missed you.
Did you miss me?”

Slowly, it’s consuming me,
deliberate and deep.
I can’t take this deeper panic.
Teach me. Teach me not to dream,
dream deeply.
I haven’t left here for days.
My panic keeps me awake
as he unwinds inside.
He told me I should have known,
that he’d hated the way I’d grown
to love soft lies. “She lied.
Do you miss her
like I missed you?”
Slowly, it’s consuming me,
deliberate and deep.
I can’t take this deeper panic.
Teach me. Teach me not to dream,
dream deeply.
Slowly, it’s consuming me,
deliberate and deep.
I can’t take this deeper panic.
Teach me. Teach me not to dream,
dream deeply.
Slowly I swallowed your fears
for all of those years.
How could you let them consume me?
Teach me. Teach me how you sleep,
so sweetly.
Slowly, it’s consuming me,
deliberate and deep.
I can’t take this deeper panic.
Teach me. Teach me how you sleep,
so sweetly.