I’ve gone from full
throttle down to first gear. Keeping it low and going slow is all I can do
these days. I have been fighting with every ounce of energy and pushing myself
to the max. and doing more than I should, pushing my body too far,
which can be counterproductive. Even my writing has slowed down – my world is
becoming smaller. Here is a short poem I wrote a few days ago.
Parkinson’s mocks me,
shocks me, shakes and rocks me,
It won’t leave me
alone, night or day,
Parkinson’s appals me,
stalls me, tricks and pulls me,
Unpredictable in every
way.
Parkinson’s
aggravates, irritates and infuriates me,
This is not what life
should be.
Parkinson’s hounds me,
astounds me, is always around me,
Torturous symptoms
won’t let me free.
(Written by Elaine
Benton ©2015)
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