This poem is so spot on to what it is like to be going through such a hard challenge.
I didn’t choose to say
yes or no
when a falling lamp knocked me
to my knees
not a soul beside me on that floor
no one to hear my whispered pleas
Placed like a sausage inside a tube
incessant knocking
relentless pain
Good news!
no stroke or bleeding brain
CONCUSSION
Rest your brain
I’m trying
Rest your brain sweet child
tears are a waste
now stop that crying
Can you not see me
can you not hear me
I’m screaming inside
Someone tell me
I’m not really dying
Rest your brain
rest your brain
can’t you see how hard
I’m trying?
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It’s not easy, especially when the work is relentless and gives no ground for the rest needed.
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