There is no spike or plunge in my life,
No excitement or misery that might be rife,
No person or thing that I look forward to,
Nothing really that I’d want to do,

Some would call this a dormant phase,
Others would want it to simply erase,
It is a placid time in my life,
With no ebb and flow to cause any strife,

There’s nothing extreme,
Nothing to cause me to shout or scream,
Everything is mild,
Nothing intense or wild,

There was a time,
When I was in my prime,
When I was young and vibrant,
And quite a tyrant,
Then everything was in the extreme,
When love and life had a lot of steam,

Now the steam has gone,
The calm and quiet causing me to yawn…