Everyday of my life,
Is unknowing.
Will there be pain,
or fatigue growing?
Will I curl in my bed,
unable to move?
Or a day of ease,
one to improve?
Will depression overtake,
from morning till night?
Or will my soul shine,
encouraging and bright?
Will I even wake,
to have another day?
Or will the disease win,
and sweep me away?
Not knowing what may happen,
from day to day.
Is the hardest part of fighting,
often leading me astray.
Were I blessed,
with future sight.
More often than not,
I would win this fight.
As tough as this disease may be,
The power within me will set me free.
Nichole A. Dustin (c)
Author notes
option 1..word..unknowing. Lyme disease means awaking everyday not knowing what's instore. Even often unknowing if you will awake at all.
My mother taught me if you have nothing nice to say don't say it at all. We are not here as pros, we are here to share our art and have fun. *grin*
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good job!
I really like this poem it portrays the pain of depression. I too can relate to the stanza:
Will I curl in my bed,
unable to move?
Or a day of ease,
one to improve?
It sounds like you are really fighting this disease! Depression will only win if you let it! Keep writing. Good luck in the contest! -
We all would like to know what the future holds even on an hourly basis I think. For me I wonder if and when my last brain frying seizure will come about ... if I knew my child will be safe and well ... the same for my granchildren. Those things would make it easier to fight on. Thanks for this insightful entry.
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Great job... I feel for you. You will make it.
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speechless
I have no negative comments on this poem...infact i felt like i was in the hospital again. I dont know if you put alot of time into it but, ...it feels like you hit the spot. 5 of 5 this really was a speechless one for me. Good Job
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