there was a time
when i climbed mountains
and now
am i afraid of heights?
there was a time
when blood flowed warm
and now
i shiver
not from aloft
but a maelstrom
of exhaustion
i thought i was strong
but i will crawl
i now live
on pure faith and belief
yet, i've never had faith
nourishment and sleep
elude me
my body must lack
in hope of the soul
i thought i was falling
and i cried out eternal
and a tiny hand
gave me strength
my body grows weak
my heart still beats
my eyes grow weary
to give all to sanity
i am pretending
to be so strong
when all i want
is to know
that someday
i will be whole
again