#freeverse #poetry
Bone weary, pain intrudes
into my brainwaves, a daily
disruption despite the meds;
it sets my teeth on edge.
Getting out of bed feeling as
exhausted as when I crawled
into it; feeding the cats the
only motivation to get up.
Every simple chore requires
a great deal of effort just to
get it done; always followed
by rest, and pain alleviation.
A gadget to massage my neck
pain and a chair massage for
my whole body; nothing works
for long before the pain returns.
The miaisma of total exhaustion,
is dragging me down into despair.
Depression waits on the edge, its
icy fingers of dread just waiting.
My quality of life is shrinking
to the four walls of my home.
Walking is painful on arthritic feet.
Things slip through my fingers;
As I lose my grip on jars and cups.
Sleep is achieved with a CPAP
machine, but it is disturbed as
pain wakes me so frequently.
Inherited high blood pressure,
cholesterol and diabetes type
two all controlled by meds;
I am struggling to just function.
I have got an appointment with
my GP next week – I live in hope
they can help me; meanwhile,
I drag myself through the days.
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