The MS black hole
It's multi faceted
It feels like a spiral
Have I collided?
First there's the pain
Coming from every angle
Then there's fatigue
Making me fragile
The vision loss
Is a literal hole
I now have the eyes
Of an elderly mole
The endless appointments
Are a spinning mess
Yet we're not moving forward
Is it some kind of test?
And as for options
I've not seen any
All because it's
A postcode lottery
The sensations are confusing
Coming thick and fast
Or replaced with numbness
That's the scariest part
My life is going
And I don't feel in control
But I'm learning through it
To hold onto the pole
I'll go where it goes
This MS black hole
There's light at the end
I know that in my soul
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