In Memory

This poem is in memory
Of the one I used to be
The brave, the bold the self-assured
The person I called ‘me’

That person who just went away
One day some time ago
And I became a person who
I really do not know.

I used to ride the storm itself
And laugh at shallow fears
I couldn’t understand those who
A movie moved to tears

I used to have a strength within
That felt as strong as steel
And whatever life did bring
I knew that I could deal

But then that person went away
I’m still not quite sure why
It was as if inside myself
I learned to fear and cry

As if once learned they both did grow
And never did abate
Then all my strength was swept away
And now this is my fate.