#orthostatic
I am a passenger
In my own body.
Everything’s heavy
Memories spotty.
Working away
On a beautiful day
Until my heart begins to race
Adrenaline pumping
But still I’m exhausted.
Lay down on the floor
Feet up in the sky
Get blood to my brain
And continue on with my night.
An engulfing weight
Holding me tight
Pushing me farther
From consciousness’ light
I can hear you, yes.
All that comes out is a breath.
And then again,
I’m drifting away.
I can hear everything they say.
“Open your eyes”
They flutter, sight blocked
I can not
And again
My vision is spotty
A passenger in my body.
Jul 14, 2018
Jul 14, 2018 at 5:08 PM UTC
There's a war on
inside me
Raging on
And I'm fighting.
But I'm not free.
And never will be.
I battle my body...
So everyone can see
(Especially me)
that this war will not end in defeat
Dec 21, 2014
Dec 21, 2014 at 3:26 AM UTC