Making Reality Work

Working for months days and years surviving
Ebbs and flows of humanity is my reality.
Taking the pieces of my life out of the pea pod surrounding me
I begin to notice that this life is handing me a mountain of hope.
Causes of strife are a part of life
Ideas, logic, and beliefs
Make no sense at all when spring looms around the corner.
As resilient as I would like to be
The dystonia in my neck and head have my central nervous system out of whack.
Causing pain and discomfort I find it hard to go out into public
For the world to see me involuntarily moving my head to a stuck position.
On top of that
I am sad, lonely, angry and frustrated over the abandonment's of my youth.
Yeah, but I move on
Struggles we all have, some more than others, make up reality
So I wrote my frustrations in my life in cyber space
Not meaning to offend any one but to make sense of life.
No one is perfect, not even me
I am moving on from summer 2013's vent on cyber space
I am healing from it myself
Gotta tell ya
I even scared myself
Those who kept in touch with me
God bless you
You know who you are
You mean a lot to me
I love each and everyone of thee
Tremendous gift of humanity you are to me
You helped me back to reality.