Used to

I don’t feel exhaustion
Like I did before
Instead of pushing through it
I crumble to the floor

I used to be the master
Of a thousand sleepless nights
But now I am the servant
To the disappearing lights

I used to think my body
Was impervious to pain
Now my heartbeat thunders
Underneath demanding strain

I used to think that temperance
Was only for the weak
But those who crave dependence
Know of which I speak

I used to be immortal
And death I did not fear
Now I feel her shadow
As she whispers in my ear

Now my life it teeters
On a stack of vertigo
Just waiting for disaster
To kick out the bottom row