Day 250 - Reflection

I see me,
A different me,
These grey hairs,
Once weren't there,
The lines,
Those creases,
Are never ceasing.
Tiredness shows,
In shadowy eyes,
I'm barely getting by.
Lips down-turned,
Hard to find a smile,
This was never my style.
Someone tell me,
What happened here?
A young man,
Has disappeared.
My energy,
While not wasted,
Appears misplaced.
I can't find the time,
To stop and think,
Life, it's moving,
Faster than I blink.
My body pains,
Deep inside,
A painful guide,
To what's next on this ride.
Even still,
As I stare,
My lungs, they fill with air,
A wonderful sign,
That I am alive,
That I will survive,
Another day,
Where I get to say,
I love you,
More today,
Than yesterday.