Kay - Funerals dressed as reunions

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Black fabric, dim room glow
Same faces I half-know
We orbit grief like it’s a trend
Another life, another end
Coffee cups and wooden chairs
Whispers floating through stale air
We say “it’s crazy” like it’s new
Like death ain’t something we all do

I memorize the exits now
I know the script, I take a bow
Shake a hand, avoid the eyes
Watch another timeline die

I’m tired of funerals dressed as reunions
Tired of the recycled pain
Tired of the staged communion
Where nothing changes, just the names
Every year the circle thins
Another empty space within
We gather close, but no one knows
How cold it gets beneath the skin
If this is growth, it feels like rot
Learning more by losing a lot

Parking lot, engines hum
People say “call me” knowing we won’t
Smoke dissolves into the night
So does everything we try to hold tight
Cousins aging in real time
Lines appearing, silver shine
I see my future in their stare
That quiet math of who’s not there

We don’t talk until we’re forced
By a casket, by a corpse
Love shows up when it’s too late
That’s the family trait

I’m tired of funerals dressed as reunions
Tired of pretending it’s fate
Tired of the same conclusions
We only gather to separate
Every loss just proves the cost
Of all the time we let get lost
We stand together, worlds apart
A last name stitched across a heart

I don’t cry
I just count
Who’s left
Who’s next
Calendar bleeding red
Another number crossed out

I’m tired of funerals dressed as reunions
But I still show my face
Front row seat to the erosion
Of time I can’t replace
If this is how I’m meant to grow
By watching everything I know
Turn into a ghost I used to hold
Then growing up just feels like cold