Moving slowly through this world, without your love
I thought you'd be there for me..... you're not.
I was like a bird, free and gleeful,
A snail now am I, forever crawling through the roughness.
Why did you pour your salt on me? For me to cry out in pain?
What happened to when you loved me and moved me away from the pain?
I miss you, my fiery joy, and all of your adventures.
I love you, my steady beat, and all of your smiles.
But now, my joy was stolen, and I can no longer fly,
but I leave a slimy trail of my tears behind my crawl.