(Written August 19, 2013. Just now getting around to sharing it. This short poem was intended to convey the 24/7 headache pain that has been a part of my life for over 2 years. I'd venture to say many others who are dealing with chronic Lyme & Co's can totally understand the imagery. Sharing it because the headache is one symptom that God hasn't seen fit to remove...yet)
Untitled short poem
My brain is a prisoner inside a room with white white walls and nothing but an imaginary jackhammer-colored crayon.
Which coincidentally is the only thing it needs to embark on its quest of escape from its cell, even when the escape only ends up being noise and noise and noise and never results in freedom.
I intend to eventually gather my poems (old and new, Lyme-related and non-Lyme-related, but all from my heart and inspired by my life experiences) and include them here, where they can be read. Stay tuned!