tw: chronic illness/pain, mentions of injury and dying
~ having some very bad flare ups with my pain rn and it hurts to walk and sit and stand and lie down so yeah it's not going great ~
written on january 16, 2024
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i felt good for a month
good was amazing
good was fucking fantastic
and then i leaned over a bit too much doing the dishes
couldn't walk for two weeks
after those two weeks i started to walk again
some pain but that was to be expected i guess
and then i fell
landed on my bad knee
it was bruised black and blue
limping again for weeks
i would try to hide it as best as i could
i thought no one would notice
but of course they would
it's just my bad back
it's just my bad knee
everything's bad and i'm only nineteen
where does my body end and the pain begin?
i cannot say
i cannot comprehend
they say you can win the battle but you can't win the war
those words have never seemed so true before
because i can feel fine for a month and tell myself it's not a lie
but in the end i will still be forced to watch my body decay and die while i am trapped inside
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poetry by wunder
Poetrymy old stuff is pretty bad but my newer stuff is much better, please pay attention to when it was written and feel free to start at the end of the book!! i will have trigger warnings at the beginning of chapters when necessary. stay safe, i love you.
