Commute

Wednesday morning traffic jam

I'm rear view reflecting again

Carrying you everywhere I go

Stuck here

Breathing exhaust

Wishing I could say what I want to say

The lane inches up

I turn my eyes forward

Coughing your name

Doctor knows Best

Touch me tenderly again

Help me remember how to feel

This medication has made me

Flat

No ebb and flow

Just a straight line

Trapped in a fog of numbness

Touch me tenderly again

Awaken a dulled mind

Bring back the person that once was

Instead of this sedated half-man

Stumbling through his days 

Looking In The Mirror

Old man

Have I become you

Remembering 

Falling stars and dive bars

Nights lived fully

Dreaming

Of lips that have been kissed

Love that was missed

People lost to years

For you has nostalgia

Overtaken fact 

Looking longingly at the past

Forgetting bad choices made

Old man

Is this what it's like

Watching time pass

Dying with each gasp 

Struggling to make

Each second mean something 

We have become what we are

If I was untrue 

It was just to keep you closer to me

Mistakes were made

The future was written

Two souls that belonged together

Ripped apart by thoughtless words

Now years apart 

We dream of futures that could have been

I was sorry then and I'm sorry now

The wind rattles my windows

Stepping outside I am swept away