New Year
Another one past, question mark to go
Frustration’s set in, time moving slow
He says the answers come in time
And so I pass away, riddled in rhyme
Reaching out for dead ones to see
I’ll ask again, in dreams come to me
If you do not, I won’t last very long
And loved ones will think of me wrong
This fixation has turned me crazy
And reality has become a little hazy
I should resolve to make it end
I never even knew, my friend
And so, I rely on unreliable chatter
That I may understand what was your matter
So another one past, question mark to go
I think I’ll stop counting, time moving slow
You’re gone from us now, no sense in caring
Busy yourself in circles, no time for sparing
Another will come and eventually go
I’ll still be sitting here, time moving slow
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