aging – Page 3 – Picking Up Roots

Body Aches

the body aches,
deep within the soul of the bones;
the bill comes due
for the excesses of youth
and a lifetime of living;
there is no regret,
just a constant reminder
that time continues to move forward
and so too must we

Middle Age

the day beats down
in heavy waves
leaving me gasping, wasted
as I set out
to sweat out
this mess that I have become

the challenge:
to find who I was -
those ideals I held close,
the dreams I reached for -
before I gave into life's pleasures
and turned into
this mess I have become

my knees echo with the ache
of days gone by,
as my back reminds me
of brazen choices of youth,
and old wounds ache
with the coming rains,
I am determined not to accept
this mess I have become.