Every day I wake up
I think what will it bring
More pain or some joy
I never know what to expect
From the time I get up
To the time I go to bed
Im in so much pain
I just cant explain
You see I have leg uclers
Some days are good
Some are very bad
But I try to make it
Just one more day
I sit and cry for hours on end
I pray and ask God
To please make the leaking stop
So the pain will go away
I cant stand long
I cant do house work very long
I cant sit very long
I cant lay very long
I get so angry, mad, sad, depressed
I cant hardly stand it
But I have to
I must carry on
I have to get someone to get my food
To pay my bills
It kills me to ask anyone to do anything
Because before I got leg uclers
I did everything
I never asked anyone to do anything
I was proud i could do it all
It is hard to handle
It is hard to carry on
But I must
I still have alot to do
So with prayers
Good friends standing by
Everryone telling me to smile
I will carry on
I will not give up
I wont let the devil win
I wont get depressed
And just give in.
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