At first, it was like a fantasy funride
An exploration sorta, Columbus by my side..
Few days later, I was again chasing that feeling
Needed those power hits, that got me reeling..
Months fly by as I continued to glide
Above real problems, that I had chosen to hide..
Years later, below all that concealing
Popped a broken soul that needed healing..
So here I am swimming in this riptide
Where some encourage, while others deride.