HekateLesedi

Stuck in a room with people sicker than me, It can move quick as can be; a disease that no one can see 'til my MRI's lightin' up like bomb strikes fired up like a war zone gets brighter with every pain every tremor every word I can't remember and my hand's going numb while the doctors keep mum and the sum of my parts keeps getting closer to none. Struck dumb as I jump from med to med hoping for one to fix my head before it's all been said and I wish I was dead. It keeps me high on my toes even when I can't use those. I suppose there are those who'd propose I've a gift telling me to spend my time with more thrift, but most folks saying this