I had it once-
a life.
At least one worth the living.
This present state-
well, I'd hardly call
that worth it.
But yes,
once upon a happier time,
I experienced life
as life is meant
to be experienced.
I gloried in it,
basked in it,
ran wild with it.
Now,
I dwell in it,
tolerate it
and simply,
exist in it.
It was nice,
while I had it
for that,
'all-too-short' time
so long ago.
And the memories
of that time-
they grow fainter, dimmer
and more distant
with each passing day
of this present life's,
catatonic state.