I am the clock on your wall counting down the minutes of your life
I am the anxiety dream that makes you not want to go back to sleep
I am the mirror of your life’s flame
That makes you see how quickly your candle burning down

I am the itch at the back of your throat
I’m your bored and wasted afternoon
When you miss the people who don’t return your calls
More than the long dead or forever missing

I’m the tiny voice in your heart thats disappointed in you
I know you've wasted your years and shake my head when you make excuses
I’m your bygone youthful invincibility
Your lost night drunk on the ferment of springtime when you laughed and kissed your friends for no reason
I’m the reminder of your mortality
I’m the thing you have to go to the doctor to get checked out
I’m the fetid breath of someone you wanted to kiss
I’m the rumor you hear about yourself that makes you paranoid
I’m the partner who loved you for so many years
Who no longer speaks to you
I’m your guilt and shame
Your eroded dignity
the disappointment of those who believed in you