Elucidating Questions

Twelve thousand questions

Not an answer

Not the one

Face to face only in the dark where nothing is or will ever be what is seems

Not an okay

Just a little like

Just a little

I don’t know where or when

Tomorrow keeps becoming yesterday

This bag that I keep

I keep trying to wear myself on it

Keep trying to show my colours so that I can be seen

Unseen

You have to know I’d never approach anyone

They have to come to me

Just a piece of furniture in a room you’re so used to you never see it

Just a memory in a place

What is this place?

Do I create my paradise while living it?

Why do the other little monsters all forget?

Just a moment

The only heart beneath these floorboards is my own screaming out to be seen

There are days the beating drives me down

Into the drowning

Into the sadness

Have to stay above the surface

Just long enough to take a breath

If it drags me back down

I’ll hold my air until I’m up again