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My Crappy Place
Despair sets in-
Darkness covers me
Hair releasing itself,
Resting awkwardly on
Shoulders and back.
Energy, usually just a
Faint memory.
Wait- memory…
What is that?!
Aching body imprisoning
Active thoughts;
Dreams unaccomplished- over;
Wishes set aside.
Weight goes up while
Body temp sinks lower…
Frozen digits.
Holding on with
Everything inside;
Still not measuring up
And anxious.
Forcing a smile on
My lips
While inwardly, the
Tears flow.
Heart sinks
Moods change.
Struggle to be positive
While
The negatives attack!
Tired, but ever
Pressing on.
~Linda B. Reed
Georgia
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6 Responses to “My Crappy Place”
Leave a Reply to Nancy Little
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Absolutely love it…SO true!
Thank you Linda. Oh how I feel you. I ache so bad some days I just don’t understand why! I have decided that I will press on even for a Monday, no matter what. Your poem reminds me I am not the only one trapped in this travesty!! Thank you
Linda,
Such a great poem. I am bookmarking this one. Thank you for sharing.
Amanda
Thanks for writing this Linda! I so wish I could put into words how I feel with this disease every day. You did a great job on this one, Very well written!
Thanks for sharing the poem Linda!
I want to tell you that you’ve reminded me how far I’ve come. Don’t dispair, I can tell you it does get better. SO many endless days it seemed to never show any change. But I remember forcing myself to shower, get dressed and do something, anything each day.
setbacks? yes
but spells started to shorten.
I began to realize clues, and made personal adjustments.
The mornings are still slow, but as the day moves forward I do too.
I want you to believe
that it will get easier
I know. love, Linny