Elucidating Questions

Every day I fight against my body

To get out of bed

Weighed down by invisible ties

To the ground again

It aches I hurt I try to fight it

It fights back and I am so tired

I’m weary

You’re right

Of course you are

But I don’t know why it was his name and not yours

I sift through dreams

I pray for peace

Who would want to fight against their physical form every single day every single week?

I’m tired I cry

Trying to convince my stiff muscles

That it’s enough now I get it I won’t push to hard but

My head hurts my hands hurt

A chill creeps in

Fever goes up and down again

And I know I’m causing trouble for others but I can barely stand

And I’m sorry coming from the broken person about being broken

Almost never finds solace

In a world so unforgiving

Of defects

Defective

Return it to the shop

But this body is broken

And I’m trapped inside

My physical being from which I can never hide