Does anyone know?
ONce upon a time,
I was strong healthy and fearless.
There was nothing I could not do.
I thought myself peerless
Nothing would phase me.
I jumped from airplanes for fun.
Nothing would daze me.
I could enjoy a five mile run.
Some said I was crazy.
I believed that my dying words, as I skidded broken and battered to my grave would be "Damn!! that was fun!!"
But now I find my strength is gone.
And away with it, my faith has gone.
Around my friends, a strong facade
But down inside, its only a fraud
Is trust betrayed the cause of it all?
A friend turned foe that triggered the fall?
Now around every corner is uncertainty
And always the question "how could this be me?"
Alone in the world is most how I feel
Even surrounded by friends that I know are real
Where did it go, this faith that I had?
This feeling of strength
and overcoming the bad.
Please be kind about the horrible attempt at poetry.
