ME - what a name, can't spell it & how do u say it again?
Have heard it spoken out loud a fair few times
Just it's proper name takes up a fair few lines
Stuck in bed, completely unable to move
Everything going on around me - feel like a shoe stuck to a horse's hoof
The shoe can't move by it's own accord
Stuck there pounding the ground or crossing a ford
Think maybe if u looked, the horse would be found running around in my body, trying to get outside from in
Whilst beating me black & blue, like a battered bag from the bin
The seconds, the minutes, the hours, the days
Most people remember them in very many ways
I don't remember them - one moulds seamlessly into another
It's sad, but at 33 I still have times when I just want my mother!
Don't know what part of life is real or is dreamt
If I had a ml of energy, how was it spent?
It feels degrading - relying on other bodies just so I can go 4 a wee
I'd love to do it alone but my body & mind won't let it be
Laying or sitting up only with assistance from my bed
I can't even lift my own sodding head
I literally live my life thru minutes
Not hours or days like the average man, innit?
Pain pulsing thru me, pumping thru every vein
Don't know how my body keeps up with the strain?
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