I fell upon bad times

I fell upon bad times, I did.

I fell out of life’s prime.

All changed for me in moments few.

As though because  of crime.

My own left me, and sent me to

A state far from divine.

All my prayers wasted away.

From joy I did resign.

In mystery light turned to dark,

And hope left for despair.

There neither was aught comfort left.

Nor peace could I declare.

I had to leave this damaged state.

I couldn’t hang on here.

Life was inviting me to grab

Laurels not live in fear.

I left behind all that did bind

Me to my earlier life.

I bothered not what pain was frought

In this new step and strife.

First life gave me some jerks, it did.

Then it let me rewind.

I saw what in my future lay

And what I left behind.