My Chronicles - a Mashup with Uncanny-wordsmith

Can I still fly?      
Taking flight like the eagle      
Soar high with trembling wings      
Like I once did      
      
I once imagined I was a Viking      
My sword at the ready      
Rigidness crafted by my own hands      
The armor born of my vulnerabilities      
     
How long will it last?      
Feigning happiness      
Perhaps eternity or for a short while      
“I am not depressed”    
Is the story my smile tells others      
     
My mind forever the antagonist      
Callous in its ability to feel      
Holding my sanity hostage      
Not the sleeve that I show