Stone cold sober yet gin-sad
Reliving all those past glories
(remembering all the failures)
Testosterone fades, like the challenge
Gazing at the flat and level landscape
I now inhabit. Is it a plateau
above the clouds? Or a floodplain,
With features washed away?
To try, to try and succeed
To try, to try and then to fail
Success or failure doesn’t matter
What counted was the TRY!