Thinking about it, for example
Sometimes I was astounded at how I used to be able to
Do everything with such confidence

Examine the flight of a bird, attempt to copy it
See the world in my eyes and laugh
Because it all seemed so wonderful

How there were times, when the littlest of things
Could make me tear at the eyes with happiness
Or burn in my ears with rage

Now everything fades, like the colour that dissipates
I see the sunshine sliding through my eyelids
But only just, never reaching its destination

I always told myself that it would be okay
The world would shut itself away, but I would
Like I always had, continue smiling

The sky has shunned me forever now
It takes its pride in something else
And leaves the petals of the closed flower untouched

Maybe there were times when I should have
Tried harder, done better, does it matter?
I don’t even know whether or not it would have changed anything

The world keeps loud and racing
Nothing silent for me
All the entry-points blaze with fire

I am heathen, and all that has passed
Is testament to its existence
Though somehow I cannot see

I can barely make out the sunshades, and they
Twinkle at me with delight
My last rays of light

While I missed the morning star.