Grief and rounds

Should we make a promise
Should we make it real
Let us stand around this pole and act like it's something
Start chanting their name
Or crying at will
Just make it all a craze
Don't stop the train for them
For they never wanted to leave
Don't say its our stop now
Too much has happened
We can't go backwards
We can't erase the pictures
Take them away like they never existed
Bleach them
Remove the colours
Take out the outline
Smudge it all out
Remove the smiles
Turn them into frowns if you want to
Take away the scenery
Cover it up with coal
With soot and sleet
Nothing exists anymore
The cold cuts deep these days
The cold wades in before you've even taken a breath
You can't cover up enough
No clothing will do
We are all just walking around with shivers
They are covering our every move
We can't cope anymore
We don't want to
Don't ever say you will
Just say you'll try
Do all you can to be there but never swear it
Never use a person's name in vain or oath
Not unless you solemnly swear
And by that we mean all of you
All of your nerves
All of your being
All that you are
All that you dream to be
Every morsel
Everything
Souls will combine
We will all clash one day
Like a huge pile up
A huge pile up of smiles and laughter
The rooms will be flooded with joy
You won't ever make it to the bar to buy a round
But a drink will be waiting
I promise you that
This is a cheers to the future and to that after life