Sunday, January 13, 2008

What comes up, must come down

Pain.
Unrelenting. Intense.  Sharp.  All-consuming.  Never ending.  Defeating.  Exhausting. Overwhelming.  Sad.  Hopeless.  Painful.  Lonely.  

It just never seems to end or let up.  I'm so sick of being sick.  I'm so sick of this awful disease. I'm sick of my life and its problems.  I'm sick of the pain.  I'm tired of being the way I am.

I have no hope left.  No humor.  Just trying to figure out how to stay out of bed.  How to keep walking when I want to sit in the middle of the road and say "No more.  I'm done."

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