I've been put
Through the ringer
During this trip
I was supposed
To go for treatment
Just about
Everything one
Could think
And not imagine
We felt
Injured the same arm
Not once
But twice
The second time
Managed to bash
Both legs as well
One would think
With everything
That happened
Getting lost
Multiple times
Coming from the
Dead Sea
Took 4 hours
Instead of 2
Our driver
Not knowing
How to work his own GPS
Let alone drive
Then being absentminded
And hitting another car
On my side
When will it be enough?
That I would sit
And weep
But I guess
You don't know
Me that well
I am a trooper
You can push me
Shove me
Physically harm me
And I will always
Fight back
I spent 2 years in bed
I nearly died last year
So I will not
Let something
Like this
Take me out
Things go wrong
In life
And instead of crying
"Why me?"
I wince
Let the shock
Of pain go through me
And continue being
A trooper
I've had people
Be jealous
Misunderstand
Why my parents
Set up the fund
Until you walk
A mile
Or even try one staircase
In mine or my mother's shoes
In the last 4 years
Don't you dare
Judge me or us
I owe you nothing
No explanations
No stories
No hoops
No jumps
If you're that
Rubbed the wrong way
Remember
You never want
ME and the rest
On your head
I wouldn't wish it
On those that made
My life hell in the past
Because they couldn't
Handle it
And neither could you
Or you wouldn't be
A self-righteous
Jerk
I'm a trooper
As are those like me
Who face this every single day
Head on
You are sad
I pity you
Go jinx the mirror
Because whatever
You wish on me
Will come back to you
Times 3
Take your bullshit
Elsewhere
Because
This trooper
Is over and out!
YOU ARE READING
Rebirth (Book 4)
PoetryThis book starts where Survivor left off only from a much more changed stand point and learning and living one day at a time. That doesn't, however, mean that I am cured of ME or Myalgic Encephalomyelitis; which I was diagnosed with in September of...
