Touched

Touched

Feeling the touch from the lived past,

organizing the memories that will last.

Contemplating the moves coming ahead,

reflecting on the losses behind instead.

The looking back hurts at times to the core.

like watching the mistakes made before,

A memory cried in the past wetting the eyes,

repeating the intensity of past reflective cries.

These touches that come and faintly go,

intensifying the pressure of reflections show.

The process of thinking aloud in ones head,

shouting and whispering laying in bed.