News Flash : Parkinson’s Breakthrough
I knew when I saw it
I should be filled with hope,
but instead its guilt-laced dread
and I steel myself to cope
with the flurry of attention –
the messages and texts,
and links embedded in them
to the story they’ve just read,
(do they think I would have missed it?).
And I’ll have to don my armour,
look pleased, paint a smile,
all the while resisting -
the urge to shout, ‘Its just a trial!’
Pretending there is hope,
when I know a different truth,
that this (supposed) happy news
is so far very far removed
from the reality.
I will not receive that lifeline,
(reserved for a selected few).
And I know within my lifetime,
a cure’s unlikely too.
So if I am to survive,
with my sanity intact,
I must focus on something different
and ignore the simple fact
we need a miracle.
And the guilt that I am feeling
is it because that I’ve lost hope?
Or simply that I am tired,
and find it difficult to cope?
But hope is what keeps us going
without it we are lost,
so I dig deep into my pockets
(never mind the cost)
and buy the pipe dream.
If I’d a pound for each well meaning person who has told me he/she had seen news of a cure. Still I sustain hope for a remedy which gives improvement to just short of the point that I would have to go back to work .
Tells it very eloquently and although it has elements of frustration and despair,it's interlaced with hope. AND Hope lives eternal! Thank you Alison
I have been there too, hoping that this is the one, this one is the cure, but we must never give up Hope. A nice piece, very well written.
Been there, had every one of the emotions and reactions you describe. Hope, as they say, springs eternal, though it's probably best taken in small doses! Wonderfully well conveyed and interestingly constructed.