0265 Once [02 June 1999]

Once I was in happiness,
lost within its folds.
I had no worries,
no problems.

But now my life
is in perpetual chaos.
The shreds of my sanity
blown to the far reaches of the world.

I find myself longing
for those days before
the beast came
tearing up my contentment.

But with the beast
came an understanding
I could not refute,
nor regret.

In exchange,
I have received
a lot in return,
including a life.

So the irony is
I must thank the beast
for its role
in the destruction of my stability.

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