I appreciate the mystery that comes with the journey of my own blood
Flowing through my veins and the process is healing from this pain
Pain inside my joints, are inflamed by an overwhelming massive flood
Keeping calm my body feels so sore from disobeying my functioning brain
There is arthritis in my hip joints, but I am not letting it stop me from doing anything
I have got full mental capacity with brain damage, from my birth which went wrong
Which led me to becoming disabled and being unable to do everything
But my mind is very sharp and witty, my mind is vibrant and very strong
With my heart that is so open to the emotions that are being expressed
Throughout my body without my speech, I have learned to express my emotions
With my facial expressions and my body language to tell you I am stressed
My feelings through my movements are always unpredictable motions
I just communicate with my whole body language to make sure that you are aware
How much of my spasticity can look very different and look a bit violence
They can also make my body aches as I keep moving around in my wheelchair
Please do not be patronising towards me, I am just talking with silence

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A poem of pain and defect that are countered by a good interior. Nicely written
A fine Poem.
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