Pouring salt into a colander
Watching it fall through the holes
Little pieces slipping away
Until there is nothing left
It erodes your hope
Making you feel small
A pebble trying to crawl
Up a mountain
I can only do so much
Becomes
I can only do so little
Impact is deadened
When space dust hits
The atmosphere it burns
Away, leaving nothing behind
My words feel like condolences
At a funeral for an old acquaintance
Hollow and empty, not able to fix anything
Or change what will happen after
A ghost floats through a wall
Calling out to the ones they love
The confessions leaving their spectral lips
And dissolving into the stale air