I wrack my brains for something to write,
something that's funny witty and light.
Then i thought stop trying so hard,
write what you feel don't be so mard.
My stomach is broke, my bowel is sick,
even my oesophagus ain't in top nick.
But my mind is still there as much as it was,
I have never been the brightest crayon in the box.
The hospital trips the needles the bed,
I would rather be home with the dogs instead.
I want to go out and keep dancing till dawn,
my body wont let me it becomes withdrawn.
I never imagined I would become so ill,
have to stop moving and need to lay still.
But all this has taught me some great life lessons,
make lemonade when life hands you lemons.
If you are reading this i have to thank you,
you are the ones who help get me through.
The hunger, the nausea, the unrelenting pain,
the terrifying fear that everyday is the same.
As it stands right now there is no cure,
but i have to have hope its what i fight for.
Let me give you the name of this awful disease,
Gastroparesis brings me to my knees.
So thank you for reading this you're much to kind,
but please tell others if it plays on your mind.