Dim Light of My Company

composure, ripping me apart because i cannot be contained
shallow air, swimming around my ankles, sustaining me
memories dissolving into one another and bringing up
emotions like twinkling twilight you were warned about
ebbing on the edge of all the questions, silently listening
to you being honest in the dim light of my company, your
memory holds onto my tight, like your hands use too, but
i can sense the slipping away and the desire to rekindle a
light that once set a blaze to all of the senses, the quite and
the loudness. the storm of brewing repercussions, a sound
i long to hear with the dim light of my company