Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Tough Day.

The pain is like an abusive boyfriend. It traps me here and holds me down as strongly as thick-veined arms. I live in the delicate state of constantly and desperately trying to avoid setting it off. It is cruel and unpredictable. Most of all, I can't escape it without dying, and so I'm stuck here, a victim of its moods and madness. It holds me captive, it dictates my every move.

1 comment:

Sherry Ramsey said...

This is so true even for me. This is me, every day. I am so sorry that you have to live this way too. Lots of big hugs to you. Sherry