Solace Poem by Thomas McKelvey

I thought of you, again.

Sometimes I feel good enough,
sometimes, I can't breathe.

Panicked again
in the bathroom at work,
from seeing my reflection.

Sat in my car and cried for a while,
your album a lifeline
against the flood of tears threatening the drive home.

I sing along, in my own words,
a city sleeps, oblivious.
Am I the nightmare in its dreams?

Sometimes, the words won't come
sometimes, they bleed me dry, relentless.

I thought of you, and cried.