Head on her pillow

hair swept over

like the weeping willow


from her eyes

to her surprise


like the fallen rain


from all her pain



calling out her name


swirling round life’s mind-blowing drain


living that does remain


the crimson of her veins


the pulsing of her own blood flow


away the hurt she’s come to know


under a glowing light


with the will to fight


the gift of the rest of her life


her tears to cry

in private

so much she hides

let them know not

the chronic pain she endures.


Life’s cruel gift

for her to bear

unable to move

at times

unable to care


the tap that still drips

she’s filled her glass

and takes small sips


to wash away the pain

to make her strong enough

to get up out of bed again.


No one knows

what it’s like

to hurt so bad

just to hold this pen to write

some of the greatest pain

she’s ever had

constant headaches

face is numb

can barely walk

when each day is done


falling again

her swollen eyes

almost every night

she lays and cries

in the worst times

she wants to die

but keeps on fighting

she won’t give in

she’ll curl right up

and rest again

she’s strong at heart 

she’ll fight to win.

Woman silhouette

Look to the sky

let the moonlight glisten

the goddess she talks

the Angel does listen

Onward and upward

she will carry on

be so luminous and splendid

as she was all along.


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