The Aftermath

'The Aftermath' Chiari Migraine hear my prayer Thank God you're finally outta there Morning bring me your reprise As sunlight gently pricks worn eyes The throb of aftershock is clear Cruel after migraine drain is hear Arms like lead and legs feel dead Hands cold marble cradle head Up at 12 back to bed by 5 Jeeze when will I ever feel alive? Body battered aches like fire Brain fog steals my words as tire As muscle spasms fight the grind Stretchy neck and brain combined 2 steps forward 5 steps back As body toil's defence attack Tried to be normal, have a life Be worker, mother, even wife As being upright hates my PoTS So I exercise, drink water lots Still weakened body fights itself Determined to earn a life of wealth Reality of days like these Though they may take me to my knees I soon get off the floor again Dust me down put on my grin As once the aftermath has gone Next day will drag my swimmers on Push my backside I must strive As life's too short too just survive Aftermath you teach me well That better days my heart will swell For I know the beauty of sunlight As I have braved through darkest night 'The Aftermath' Victoria Payne April 2016 https://www.facebook.com/groups/Poemsbyvictoriapayne/