Friday, March 8, 2013

The Maze

I try to pour my heart and sole into each and every poem I write. I hope you can relate and find some comfort that you are NEVER alone!! My poems are usually about battling RA and overcoming it but when I wrote this my heart was just overwhelmed an afraid. This is not defeat...it's just me releasing some stress!!


                                                 


Trapped in a maze..how did I get here...where is the exit ...is it anywhere near? My maze has a name and it goes by RA...I turn left and Then right but there is no exit..just no exit in sight. I feel all alone and really quite frightened..with my own body..my own body I'm fighting! I'm trapped within this horrible maze..on most days all I can do is bow my head and pray...pray...pray! The walls are so high there's no way to climb out.... But for some reason I keep looking..looking how to get out. For RA cares not who is its next prey..it strikes without warning...any time ...any day. think you're too young to become Its prey..you best think again..for it strikes anytime at ANY age. It cares not if you are rich or if you are poor all RA wants is just ..more..More..MORE! The walls are closing ..closing in on me...i feel so scared...yes so scared....i can hardly breathe. For this maze ...has me trapped...trapped yes indeed..for this maze is not really a wall...its actually my disease. I beat & I bang trying to break free...will the walls ever fall or am I doomed to a uncertain misery.©

Tracy Pierce 3/6/2013






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