Brain is tight.
Leg is dumb.
Want to play,
Want to run.
Have to find a different way.
Pushing through,
As I hold it in.
Deepening the burden,
That’s burying me.
A secret kept.
My life cut short,
But I’m still living.
MS—-ME – 2017
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Brain is tight.
Leg is dumb.
Want to play,
Want to run.
Have to find a different way.
Pushing through,
As I hold it in.
Deepening the burden,
That’s burying me.
A secret kept.
My life cut short,
But I’m still living.
DoRee MelNic 