I have been at peace with my life all day
When something happens to take it away
It starts very slowly, I try to ignore it,
Much to my dismay I have to admit
It is there in my body and won't go away
Unfortunately the same as any other day
I just want to sit and peacefully sew
It is taking me over, this much I know.
Listening to music and doing my sewing
The feelings inside me are slowly growing.
"Be strong, don't let it take control",
I try hard to fight it with all my soul.
Just as the singer who lost his voice
I have to give in, I have no choice.
My peace was shattered again today
By the shaking disease that takes it away.
I know this will happen every day
But when it happens I feel the same way.
I am not here feeling sorry for myself
Again my sewing gets put on the shelf,
I'll find something else to occupy me.
Without this inside me, how would life be?
I'm not complaining if I simply say
"My peace was shattered again today".
by
kasseyposted on 12/27/2007