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Those old insecurities have returned I’m afraid,

Life has now turned on its head, my defenses delayed.

I’m afraid it’s time again to don your surgical gown

Because my heartbeat’s on decline, body heat’s coming down.



Since life yet again undermines

Please reassess my vital signs.



For peace of mind I so valiantly fought.

Such effort seems now exerted for naught.

Still the road to recovery is one I’ve traveled

With many delicate codes that must be unraveled.



Because self-assuredness declines

Please reassess my vital signs.



Thought I’d found the place where no one could touch me –

Happiness would be intrinsic.

Perhaps my mistake was hanging the marquis

Inviting all things extrinsic,

Unlocking the entrance to my safety net –

A singular action I so regret,

A lamentable impulse of the id

Setting in motion a terrible skid.



Since I failed to read between the lines

Please reassess my vital signs.



A piece of my life force has been suddenly taken,

Reclaimed by the powers from which it was dealt.

I’m standing now blue and naked, bruised and shaken,

But standing nonetheless – I wore my seat belt.

This episode has certainly taken its toll,

And though it rendered fatigue it won’t claim my soul.



Life reminded me it’s a jumble of vines

But I can be Tarzan – check my vital signs!