Washing, ironing and then a trip to the shop
Life has to continue but I want it to pause
Don’t know the answer or what’s the cause?
Is it simply getting old or something else inside?
Trying to continue while this illness I hide
Others still expecting to give life my all
While I seem to struggle over an imaginative wall
My body so weak but my head still strong
The days of exhaustion still far too long
Hours pass by and the minutes slowly tick
Needing help with this exhaustion and so very quick
Some days I struggle to climb out of my bed
Attempting to move but my body like lead
People call me names but not to my face
If only my exhaustion I could seriously replace
So next time you see me and I say I’m alright
Unable to tell you I’ve had another sleepless night
Crying with the pain but only on the inside
Exhaustion is something I’ll just have to abide
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