Sunday, 12 June 2011

This Body of Mine

There are times I feel trapped
Trapped by this body of mine
That doesn’t work as it should
A brain damaged
By a premature birth
Weeks spent in a glass cage
Without even the warmth
The warmth of my mother

There are days I long to be free
To fly away from my life
Longing to know the feeling
That only freedom brings
These chains wrapped around me
That bound me to the earth

Every movement is an effort
A challenge to be faced
Finding an inner strength
Just to make it through the day
And does anyone really understand?
The effort it takes to stand

Life is a struggle
A fight until the end
Not letting my body win
But I’m no boxer in the ring
I can’t do this on my own
I don’t want to be alone

I need reasons to keep fighting
Keeping the wheelchair at bay
Not wanting the easy path
But there are times
I feel like giving in
Letting my disability win

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