Can you see it Essence of atoms given off Particles making us take the next step After step, after step Each drip stained, magnified Foot prints washed over It’s there With all it’s intensity Quietly, shifting
Tag: MS
Weep – January 20, 2024
This world Rolls Around my finger It taps Me on the shoulder and pushes me from behind The pull starts in my chest Beating…breathing Until Dripping and dripping and dripping All of the time.
Ubiquitous – April 18, 2024
You taught me how to walk away How to stuff my feelings “far, far” away~ I never needed anyone anyway.
The Garland Effect – May 22, 2022
I see all you birds Doing your thing Why oh why Can’t i…
December 1, 2023
Through the blinds My eyes blurr Back at it again So soon
Stripped Down – January 19, 2023
The light twinkles In a reflection Of all the things I have been and want to be It’s lonely looking out the door Once you’ve decided to leave Walking over the ashes Of everything that stood in the way Spitting and thrashing Hating it all Really hating it all Pounding Always in the same spot … Continue reading Stripped Down – January 19, 2023
Talking to you…Antihistamine 11/4/22
I have a lot of time, on days like today. My eyes get blurry and unfocused when they have to pump me full of medicine to stop the reaction from the other medicine. So, I annoyingly drift between sleep and awake. Seven hours to be exact. The nurse that visits when the pump needs to … Continue reading Talking to you…Antihistamine 11/4/22
Blank – October 11, 2019
Something jostles my eye Thought eluded Onto the next Mind feels strangled Lack of air Head turns to look Still nothing Wandering My fingers crawling Trying hard To pull it out Open the bag Stark white and clean Lost in nothing Searching For what it was I just put down Over there Out of reach … Continue reading Blank – October 11, 2019
Thoughts – October 11, 2019
Am I losing my mind? Can’t keep it straight Thoughts come and they go Fugitive moves Further from myself Briefly grasped Until I just let it go.
Hiding In Front – September 13, 2019
What’s your crutch, Are you still standing? Is your limp Pronounced enough, To feel the fear? Falling, Hesitation. Pride stripped down Beneath your belt. Is anyone looking?
Blurred – August 9, 2019
My eyes too unsteady, As it hits. Focus, blurr I try again Closed then opened Rubbed raw Blinking World is shaky Untamed Unknown Spaced out Trying to snap out Ending at a compromise Tilt slightly to the left And I am somewhat free
MS—-ME – 2017
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 