Fly away Katie
10-09-10, 17:54
I just wanted to share a poem that I recently wrote with my tummy pain in mind. Please let me know what you think (I love poetry and have written lots of it)
Reoccuring fear consumes me
Fueled by my own mind
Why did all this begin?
And when will it all subside?
I feel sad and hopeless
Lying all alone in bed
I get the dreaded pain
And my palms begin to sweat
Then shortly its over
I wonder what it could be
My hearts still thudding
Oh why can't I be free
My minds going mad
And the butterflies, crazy
The things i'll do for a distraction
Are making my perseption hazy
I push away those I love
in fear that it'll come back
It comes in waves and ruins my day
And my soul begins to crack
Is this all in my head
As I waste away, waiting for a pain
Is my transfiction becoming an addiction
Can I really be that insane?
I pray each night that I will wake
Without a horrible feeling
To be normal again, would be heaven
Id be bouncing of the ceiling.
Dear god, Please take my pains away
And let my soul be free
I'll develop new sight and make things right
You'll be damn proud of me.
Reoccuring fear consumes me
Fueled by my own mind
Why did all this begin?
And when will it all subside?
I feel sad and hopeless
Lying all alone in bed
I get the dreaded pain
And my palms begin to sweat
Then shortly its over
I wonder what it could be
My hearts still thudding
Oh why can't I be free
My minds going mad
And the butterflies, crazy
The things i'll do for a distraction
Are making my perseption hazy
I push away those I love
in fear that it'll come back
It comes in waves and ruins my day
And my soul begins to crack
Is this all in my head
As I waste away, waiting for a pain
Is my transfiction becoming an addiction
Can I really be that insane?
I pray each night that I will wake
Without a horrible feeling
To be normal again, would be heaven
Id be bouncing of the ceiling.
Dear god, Please take my pains away
And let my soul be free
I'll develop new sight and make things right
You'll be damn proud of me.