Submissions by Cesca
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
8th Aug 2014 1:39am
8th Aug 2014 1:39am
Illness in the shadows
How are you feeling today? A question asked but feelings cannot say.
The eyes of the people are dark and covered, true feeling still undiscovered.
To the blind eye weakness hides in the shadows, whilst I act a play in the meadows. Some days pain shows through thick skin, I'm like a shark without a fin. But on these days and sleepless nights all I do is fight.
RA is an illness that likes to hide, only I see by my side, sun rise sun set, the clock spins round. Am I lazy or bed bound?
The drugs will pull wool over eyes, you feel tired and people sigh,...
The eyes of the people are dark and covered, true feeling still undiscovered.
To the blind eye weakness hides in the shadows, whilst I act a play in the meadows. Some days pain shows through thick skin, I'm like a shark without a fin. But on these days and sleepless nights all I do is fight.
RA is an illness that likes to hide, only I see by my side, sun rise sun set, the clock spins round. Am I lazy or bed bound?
The drugs will pull wool over eyes, you feel tired and people sigh,...
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