now that the treatment and antidepressants and seven months sober have built me a bed in the back of your brain where the memories flicker and i paw at the synapses bright bits of string you should know i am with you know i forgive you know i am proud of the steps that you ve made know it will never be easy or simple know i will dig in my claws when you stray so let us rest here like we used to in a line of late afternoon sun let it rest all you can t change let it rest and be done