Elucidating Questions

Cody

You said

We’re the authors of our lives tomorrow

Yesterday

So I finally asked the doctor for a doctor

Without realising I’d been hearing your reverberating song for not me

But if I owe you a thank you I do

Regardless of intentions or past writings screaming new meanings

And it’s not midnight but there have been enough of those

Enough of those, don’t you think?

I worry all the time and have to skip past why but I see it and it reminds me not to for a moment for a moment

My answer to “find help” is

No one wants to help me

But with memories ripping and crawling up the walls who are we to let ourselves burn out?

Midnight midnight

But what about the hour between 11:59:59

And 12:00:00

I wait trying to remember to breathe for one more minute hour

Are you waiting with bated breath too?

In the end it doesn’t even matter because it’ll be great.

And you’ll always be someone’s dream catcher.