Sir, where do you go

To find comfort

Who is your special someone

That acts as your safe haven

Morning by morning

Night by night

You held me tight.

I felt comfort.

Were we really close

Or was I a fool

Did you ever feel the same

As the man who lays here

Today

I'm not quite too sure

How to feel

My words bounce around

Locked in this prison

Stating the obvious

Creating the ordinary

How do you feel

I ask the mirror.

It looked in terror

As my heart grew narrow

I can't say I feel comfortable

Looking at you

Sir.