What am I doing
sleeping all week
body full of drugs
baying for sleep
ten minutes awake
to take natures call
the sooner i'm sat
the sooner i fall
weary and weak
balance all floppy
riding wobbly legs
i'm an old jalopy
moments of sanity
come and go
craving normality
i'm wasted, no show
asleep in a chair
to nausea's rules
fighting the fight
a stubborn mule
tomorrows sunshine
tomorrows light
bring it on
bring it on
let it shine so bright
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dusk arising (
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- Comment from author about the poem: its easy to feel down when strong medications make you feel unwell
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Keep going d a, the sun is there for you and that brightness will bring wonder and glory to you.
Andy
Yep I know that's exactly right, I was just showing a chink in my armour here.
But your strength comes through when you pen such a searingly truthful piece in such a structurally disciplined way, dusk.Take very good care of yourself - I'm sure all here's thoughts go with you.
Thank's DD, just a momentary glitch in the polished veneer of poetry LOL
Good wishes dusk.
Thank u Orchi
Your courage and determination blaze through these lines my friend -- with you in spirit and thought dear Dusk.
It's a devil when daily you're taking pills that make you feel yuk.... Hopefully they'll stop prescribing them before long.
Amen!
as I was once, a bedridden and generally, sickly kid
my very pulse, remembers
the craving conveyed
in your last verse: intimately..
(thanks for sharing, such a poignant read, for me personally..
sorry if you've been unwell lately Dusk
I hope you'll be feeling much better soon)
Thank's LBM, I'd feel great if i stopped taking the pills.... but that would defeat the end-game. Ho-num.
Dear D.A.,
Such a poignant write…so relatable. You are truly amazing man to be able to pen what you’re experiencing while you’re in such pain. Kudos to you.
I hope you’re feeling better today.
Laura🌻
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