Another day dawns,
my MND still exists
The problems of
disability, they do persist
My neck is very bad,
so weak, it is crap
It’s even difficult
to read the Kindle on my lap
Eating, now, is
hard, food all over the place
Whilst trying to
put it in the hole in my face
Wearing nice
clothes is, sadly, a thing of the past
They just have to
be warm, unless, in the sun I can bask
I can no longer get
in or out of bed on my own
I’m reliant on
others though I am full grown
Carers perform this
task, then shower and dress
My poor, failing
body; some days, I must confess
That I wonder why
should I still go on living?
I have no
enjoyment in life, feel I am just giving
Myself to others
who don’t want to see me go
So I feel I must
continue this life full of woe
Each day growing
bitter about the life I have got
Should I just be
grateful for this existence, my lot?
Don’t I have the
right to be pissed off and sad?
To be angry at the
loss of the life that I had
A life completely
reliant on others to do
Everyday tasks
which are no problem for you
I look forward
some months and what do I see?
A quite bleak
outlook is waiting for me........f***k it !
