Down That Road
This poem is dedicated to my diagnosis. It is based on how I felt just after I’d been diagnosed with ME/CFS and my Dad was driving me home. As much as it was really hard for me to write because it took me back to such a dark place, I thought I would share it with you all anyway in the hope that someone out there will understand how I feel and will find this helpful in some way.
He drove me back with a silent gaze,
While I sat beside him in a total haze.
Nothing felt right, nothing felt good,
It was all I could do not to hide in my hood.
The tears tumbled down as black smears on my face,
Nothing could change this eternal ache.
My mind was spinning like a wheel,
Not knowing how I was supposed to feel.
I soon closed my eyes, having felt so bleak,
It was then that I let myself fall into sleep.
I dreamt of dancing out in the rain.
Where my body could no longer feel the pain.
Back then it felt like my life sentence,
But it was just the start of my acceptance.
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