Cody Prouty

Searching for a whisper of wisdom
in places I don’t belong
Hoping I’ll learn from mistakes
As I’m making them

Where are the friends that I made when I was young
Either rotting in a cell or a grave
Or they’re far from home

The smoke detector woke me up
Suddenly I couldn’t breathe
It’s funny the things you think about
When your throat’s closing in

But the battery had run dry
And my lungs were filled with doubt
The power of suggestion
Made a lasting impression on me

What does it mean to get better
Would you notice if it happened?
Mentally unstable
Physically unwell

My hearts racing my mind to hell