it's like you dangle
better timelines
right where i can see.

but if something were
to happen, well,
then would you save me?

i see one, two, then
three. better or
worse, i wouldn't know.

and just like that, it
taunts me, haunts me;
bitter in the snow.

it's not biblical.
not cosmic, no,
it is not that grand.

just memories
of feelings that
hold my hand in hand.

if that means, "no one's
coming." oh, if
ever i am right.

then i will sleep 'till
morning, early,
with lights on all night.