Is this Life?
Confusion and pain are my constant friend
annoyance with the inability
to function a day without pain racking my brain
throwing me into a whirlwind that spins me out of control
leaving nothing but perplexity at the state
that I have been frightened into
The immensity of the pain
takes my mind and throws me into
a living hell
from which I see no end.
Knives as sharp as swords
poke and slice me into a writhing
mass of wounded flesh
that tries to reassemble itself into
a semblance of a human being.
My stomach trying to turn itself inside out
as I strive to maintains a cheerful demeanor
and an outward show of moderation.
Anguish refuses to give way to acceptance
and I am drowning in the torture that is my life.
Knowing that there is more for me in life
than the situation in which I find myself.
Yet seeing the life that is thrust upon my mother
I know that even now I am greatly blessed.