✍️ Arts/Lit Diagnosed with parkinson's disease (sickness poem)

[Jmrie_]

Losing Me...Finding Me
© Gabrielle Kruger

Published: February 12, 2017

I look in the mirror and the person I see
Is someone who used to be me.
That person was strong and healthy, rarely ill,
And her energy was endless; she never sat still.

Then one day she disappeared behind my face,
And a stranger took her place.
I'm living in a body I no longer know,
And a pain from within me has begun to grow.

At night, when others sleep, I lie awake,
Feeling my body tremble and shake.
My limbs feel stiff and my muscles ache.
I feel like a rag doll about to break.

"What's wrong with me?" asks a voice from within.
"And whose body is this, under my skin?
Surely this isn't going to be the new me?"
Then a Higher Voice whispers, "Just accept it...it's meant to be."

I searched for answers...a diagnosis I needed.
A long 9 months later I found a doctor who heeded.
A condition was confirmed; I wasn't losing my mind.
Hypochondria it wasn't...Parkinson's was the find.

I have to keep going; this isn't the end.
Just a rough, rocky road with a very big bend.
I know God will help me; He never lets me down.
With His hand in mine, there's no need to frown.



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[Cobain420]

everyone suffering for a reason. even it's not from a disease, sickness, or anything about physical apperance. mostly in mental, spirit or soul disorder. I think the plot in the poem, was "accepting" make things get better. thanks keep sharing

 

[Jmrie_]

everyone suffering for a reason. even it's not from a disease, sickness, or anything about physical apperance. mostly in mental, spirit or soul disorder. I think the plot in the poem, was "accepting" make things get better. thanks keep sharing

you are welcome God bless you and also to the one who make this sad poem