My Reality
It’s funny how I always lived and loved my life
And loved every joy of it
Every pain was worth it, that made me grow
Now the creeping reality is testing me
My unwanted guest (PD) is demanding more of me
Than I wish to give up
I have to get plans in place
Incessant notes and lists
Safely placed letters of gifts and thoughts for those I love
Time is running away, even though I live in the moment.
Amongst the fear and fatigue
A colourful light bounces around
I catch it on paper with ink and scrawl
Paintbrush swishes and pours pictures
On to canvas.
There is an urgency now
To leave my footprint where I have been
To capture the beauty in my head
On canvas
Before the emptiness swallows me up
And I forget …..
Raw honesty, beautifully written, this really resonated with me Debbie.
Captures those moments of anxiety so well.
I can feel the urgency build in this poem as I read it. It is so sad yet very beautiful the sharing of your honesty is not missed . For me this is a lovely piece Debbie. Thank you for sharing.