Apr 2018
it’s breaks upon my consciousness
another cycle
reaches low
disappointed I hear the sirens begin again
but it’s slower this time
and I soon stop trying to remember brushing up against the alarm
stepping across invisible boundaries
disrupting security lasers
it was never my fault
just as it isn’t now
another cycle
reaches low
disappointed I hear the sirens begin again
but it’s slower this time
and I soon stop trying to remember brushing up against the alarm
stepping across invisible boundaries
disrupting security lasers
it was never my fault
just as it isn’t now
living with a cyclical autoimmune disease, personal blame has been a frequent struggle. But I was only 13 when it started and it wasn’t my fault then, and my continued flares certainly aren’t now. It’s cyclical, which means false hope has been a frequent struggle as well. This time around I realized that though I’ve seen major improvement in the past year, I’m likely to experience many more unavoidable cycles of inflammation, but they will be less severe.
