A long one, about coping with illness. |
A thousand nights it seems I've laid awake and lost my dreams. Chasing down elusive sleep- Eyes still wet but tightly closed. Kleenex under the pillow to wipe my nose. Ah tears: Just when I think I've cried them all. Just when I think I was doing okay. Some new hurdle in this loser's race. Young yet in years but My soul feels ancient. Not the first and I won't be the last To feel this sting. To howl and blast Silently away at life's tough love. Days pass by and the thought crosses my mind: While doing her laundry and Trying to tempt her with lunch Where is the fairness? Why is fate so unkind? She struggled along so many of her years. Making ends meet and Drying her childrens' tears. Caring for her own mother when she fell ill. Scraping and clawing to pay all the bills. Now for her efforts She is rewarded like this- Independance stripped away Along with her health A sickness that took over, That hid too long in stealth. I can't cry for the future, Though I cry for the past. The present sometimes numbs me Though the numbness doesn't last. It's true that life is a journey With so many twists and turns. Even in the bleakest of hours There is always something the heart learns. Love is amazing. It is a light that never goes out. It is a candle the wind cannot blow out. Through tears and pain, Through loss and gain, Through it all Again and again- Love has seen me through In the arms of angels That I call my family. Though the bonds have been tested and We all struggle to stand, When one of us falls There is the strength of an out-stretched hand. I wish for many things and My thoughts take many turns. Sometimes my emotions leave me cold. Sometimes they burn. To all who read this and Know of what I write: I wish you all strength and comfort. I wish us all many more chances To find joy where we can. To rise above what weighs us down and Get us through. To get us all through. |