No doubt

I did it
Slept in your bed while ill
You were out for work

My soles burn in the sand
Walking much more than usual

Sitting on rugged rocks
Bleeding into the ocean

If you’re full
I will finish your plate

I’m content
Paws skittering over wooden floor

Ghosts turn spirits
Tears stay tears

Fuel the new me
Old me carries me there

He did well to come this far
You did too