Tuesday, September 08, 2009
MonSter
It shackles me!
It drags at my body!
It sucks out my strength!
Weary ......always weary.
My eyes long to close in pseudo sleep,
as real sleep evades.
It crushes my lungs,
wraps around my chest.
A garrotte ever twisting .... twisting
tighter and tighter
and that part of my life which was never missed
has become a quest for breath
to breathe without thought ..... once more.
I feel half asleep
much like my arms and my legs
and my fingers and toes.
Pain and Confusion!
MonSters in the ID!
My God says, "All thing work together for the good
to those that love Him..."
and I know it is truth,
yet I can't help but pray
that it gets no worse
and that my work for Him in this life
will go on.
katkan About MS Flare May 24, 2008
Good poem Katkan, and all things do work for his good. We do not always understand why, and we will not always understand, but if we put our trust in Him things will work out just fine. All things are possible, if you only believe. Just remember, s my pops has always preached, and I truly believe, it is not his will that everyone always be healed, but all things work together for the good of those who love the Lord. Just believe.....I do! sherry/smomdukes
Hi, Thanks, I'm glad you like it. I do alot of Christian Music singing at the various centers for the Salvation Army, the Homelss, who come to alot of the Services, and area churches. That's my work for Him in this life. Another thing I couldn't create in the posting is that the M and the S in the word MONSTER are MS. Thanks for looking! Katkan