Monday, January 18, 2010

CHRONIC ILLNESS


I looked north I looked south
All that I saw was the snarling mouth
Foam appeared charged with rage
Screaming I ran tripping into the cage
The fire spread like a dart
Shot too close to the heart
The bars burned with injurious energy
Blocking any escape and recovery
Pleas and threats were met with a shock
The key dangled so close to the lock
Mirrored reactions blinded the door
Onerous fight made it sting in the core
Chronic illness spread deeper in
Understanding blocked from within
Bringing out the worst on each side
Blocking the beauty in shame that lied
Death inevitable now too far spread
Peace and acceptance now fed
In the last breath and one last mile
Danced the mouth a smile
Burnishing darkness and fear
Whispering a ado with a tear

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