Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Why eat,
When it all comes back.
Why open my eyes,
When it all just fades to black.
I pray for sleep -
The only time I do not feel.
But even in slumber,
Nightmares remind me that it’s all too real.
Constant pain. Life is my nightmare
when awake and asleep.
Yet, still you ask me
why I weep?
After all these years and bottles of pills
That do nothing.
Still I drudge on and you tell me
I’m pathetic and not worthy.
Live in my head one day,
That is my dare to you.
Just one day to my
fourteen years of constant excruciation.
Then tell me, IF you survive that day…
what would you do?
-Julie C.
WOW!!
Hi Mary,
You posted "Wow" in response to my poem. In all honesty, when I submitted them I had no idea that they would be visible to everyone on the site. I hope that it didn't upset you in some way. I apologize if that was the case.
Julie
Not at all. It was a very courageous telling of something many of us (well at least I) go through. It was so bold and so on target and so well said I didn't really know what to say except...WOW!!
Oh, I see. It is easy to feel alone in this fight when so many of our family member and/or friends do not understand. It is important to know that we are not alone in this fight against migraine disease. And some of us fight it every second of every day. I posted some of my info on my profile regarding my struggles. Feel free to send me a message if you would like to share your story or if you need support, have questions, or have a bad day and want to chat. :) Be well !!