A deep breath
taken back,
emotions a theft
as thoughts elsewhere lack.

Mind set upon
one.
A listen to that certain song,
results in a constant reminder-
of the tonne.

Weighs as heavy as a load of bricks,
when will it go,
the question sticks.
The only answer with a no,
to want to reveal it.

If that occurs,
then reality will only hit.
A thought disliked
and an image
in the mirror
is the only visage.

Him.