Dedicated to S
We share our pain, which affects every inch of the body. Stress makes me feel, lost in life detached from my body, my mind is lost outside of my body, screaming, shaking, crying, sitting here with no idea why I in floor. I get overcome with anger and quit shaking. There were unending pain, lost. Does anyone care?
We share our pain differently, we both been knocked to the floor, questioning how am I going to get up. I have a hard coating just as you. A bad day or weeks we can help, sometimes hug when the tears flow.
I told you years ago, I’m your friend. It burns when fire comes for you.
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We will always hurt the ones who care
I’ve been down this road
I am battling my mind set
As well as my body
I’m on new meds for my stomach
It’s torture every morning
Just to get out of bed
Doesn’t matter what I eat
This Dr seems to care
Which is a good thing
Like I said I have been bombarded
And I am battling with everything I have
It’s the only way it works
The mind is a terrible thing to waste
The Sheldon Perspective
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wanted both to know we a truly sufferer, I how not intentional pull you down. I do care, I’m juggling letting you know I’m here and being dead weight. :)
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Reblogged this on Survivors Blog Here.
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