poetry

M.E/CFS

You made me bitter of the lazy,

Envious of the active.

My body felt worn by you.

Weak, powerless, exhausted by your weight.

 

You would have outstayed your welcome

Had I given you the chance,

But you underestimated me;

You did not know my desire for success.

 

Though the days were dampened

And my friendships stretched,

I refused to let you win.

Mentality prevailed through your physical strain.

 

I chipped away at the prison walls

You had built around me

Until I could finally see light,

Step out of this fragile shell.

 

livingthroughlines 2016.

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