Journey On The Edge I

When I was four, I hadn't thought life a bore, As I was free to play, until one very day, I learned someday we all go out that door, One by one, "It was fun," I know I'll say. When I was 6, I was reminded of this crucifix: As I was trying to sleep, I began to seize, It was how I became self-aware I need a fix, How taking a pill daily makes life a breeze. When I was 8, I learned how to better create A world of my own, safe in my chamber, Until once again I fell into a seizure of hate, I awoken to family holding me ever closer. When I was 10, I was free of the disease, No longer needed the pill for prevention. I was bewildered by which brought me ease, As I let run wild my suppressed imagination.