My life in agony,
These ailments are mean.
The pain, the struggle,
It’s all too extreme.
Into my fibers it has woven.
“Off with my limbs!” I’m willing to tear.
All of my joints burning and swollen,
My heart over beating as I just sit here.
These ailments on a mission,
I’m hungry but nauseous,
My body craves for nutrition,
This food “relationship” is obnoxious.
My legs are on the verge of giving out.
My spine is a noodle,
Electrical pricks up and down my back.
Fighting almost seems futile.
Here I am yet again,
expressing how I’m feeling,
The days are pain ridden,
It sucks but I’m dealing.
It’s always the same,
Everything at random,
A list of things to blame.
All lining up in tandom.
They stay invisible,
Making me seem delusional,
This crap is inexcusable
But hey this is my Usual.
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