Escape

Written in about 1996, a time when my body was consumed with grotesque involuntary movements, called Dyskinesia.

I didn’t want to let anyone see me, so horrific were the movements. The poem .was written just weeks before my first brain surgery in 1996, a palidotomy, which made my life and living much easier.

ThIs is a simple poem, but to me it speaks volumes.

Escape

I long to escape the body

That entombs me,

The snare that mercilessly 

Holds me fast!

The energy that forces

through my veins

Is a dam holding power,

Yet to flow.

Words rush through me,

Though silenced

Before they reach the whirlpools

Of my mind

Despair attends my every breath.

Suffocated screams

Reach no ears

As I hide.

Locked in, i am encased

In a covering,

Forever to be held from 

Those who live.

Val Bowden 

1996