Smoke
Behind the house
I stood with you
Tasted you
An affair
Want and need
I learned to play games
Blow smoke
You made every drug better
Waking up
Your scent lingers
I hear you in my laugh
Spent my last dollar
I wash my hands of you
Mirrors
It was the moment when I heard the glass break
Unnecessary guilt ran through me
Apologies were spoken
It was the night that my father stopped breathing
The world spun in a different direction
His heart, my heart stopped beating
It was the pain unwrapped by packages of aleve
Individually torn open by youth
Cold hospital bed at dawn
It was not me or your eyes or our lost cause
Staring me down in the looking glass
Reflections are in reverse
It was a sentence I couldn't remember
A question already answered, not yet posed
Reality realized
And
Then it was the moment when I first believed
Understood why guilt was unnecessary
Thankful for the shards of light
Then it was the night I let my father go
Let the world continue on its course
Your heart, my heart beat as one
Then it was the pain unwrapped by happiness
Something I could touch and feel and see and know
A dream to put me to bed
Then it was not a why or worry or a weight
Holding on to me, I simply stepped forward
Mirrors are reflecting light
It is a submarine, a rocket, a train
A vehicle pressing us forward
Action realising thought
Unnecessary guilt ran through me
Apologies were spoken
It was the night that my father stopped breathing
The world spun in a different direction
His heart, my heart stopped beating
It was the pain unwrapped by packages of aleve
Individually torn open by youth
Cold hospital bed at dawn
It was not me or your eyes or our lost cause
Staring me down in the looking glass
Reflections are in reverse
It was a sentence I couldn't remember
A question already answered, not yet posed
Reality realized
And
Then it was the moment when I first believed
Understood why guilt was unnecessary
Thankful for the shards of light
Then it was the night I let my father go
Let the world continue on its course
Your heart, my heart beat as one
Then it was the pain unwrapped by happiness
Something I could touch and feel and see and know
A dream to put me to bed
Then it was not a why or worry or a weight
Holding on to me, I simply stepped forward
Mirrors are reflecting light
It is a submarine, a rocket, a train
A vehicle pressing us forward
Action realising thought
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