No. 22

On nights as this

On fire creeping towards a permanent end in bed

I’d rather die standing

Moving beyond platitudes into raw emotion

That death would take me before the bed again

ME/CFS robs me of my brain can’t think straight

Of my time must lay flat

Of my life mustn’t do this mustn’t do that

I die in peace I live in horror

The choice would be simple

But for the pain it would bring my family

So I will smile when I can

Turn away from touch but not from love

Ah this burning tonight has me thinking the down deeps of thought

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