The body in which I reside
doesn’t feel like a friend of mine
it tries to take over my mind leaving me
feeling vulnerable a lot of the time
my dopamine is being eaten away
and the body is unable to replace
I keep fighting to maintain and remain
and holding on tight like a white knuckle ride
the insecurities I have every day
will I trip fall or be safe
will I eat without missing my mouth
will I speak or will words just tumble out
but there are chinks of light rays
sometimes they linger and stay
and I’m thankful that I can see
beauty in amongst the grey.
Outstanding Jes! Glad you finished on a high! 😁