Jaded

I remember the majesty of a sunrise,
The power of its possibilities.
I don't know when or why it slipped away,
But somehow it did.

I saw a sparkle of life in my eyes once,
Like a world of endless wonder.
Somewhere that sparkle died,
And the life faded in pain.

I dreamed of changing the world,
Making a difference and bringing the world closer to my own peace.
But that dream fell when I realized that I couldn't even change myself,
And that I could never know peace.

Once there was love in my life and heart,
Raging like the life-blood of the universe.
But I no longer see love as the force of nature I did then,
I see it only as a terminal disease.

Change is constant and excruciating,
And we are reborn each day.
But I face the dead skin of yesterday with disgust,
As I have become so thoroughly jaded.