Out of Sorts

Last evening I reached my braking point My heart grew heavy The words you said Did disappoint Tears poured out from eyes Much to your surprise Pooling into my hands I just couldn’t handle All the demands Illness has taken me whole At times eats me up And makes me feel old It limits my activities And effects my tranquility Breathless desperation In the middle of the night God has to help me with this fight Though I can’t blame you For your weakness Toward my dilemma After taking this medication All I can feel is tremors It can’t be easy watching your wife struggle Lord knows all these medications are a juggle But defeat I shall not endure Even if life at this time Is a chore Yes I know you apologized I can feel the sadness in your eyes Now the conflict is done And no one has won