What Morning?-[Poem] +

Wednesday 12th June 2013.

While researching  my last couple of posts, something ignited in my memory, and reminded me of a poem I started a short while ago. And because of a serious event that  happened to me a couple of evenings ago, and a doctor was called,  I thought I would finish it, and let all of you have a read. I know there are many people in the world that feel something of the same, and some of my followers also. But it was something that hit me stronger than any other time, so with these words I thought it was a nice time, what with the Inner Peace award I have just done. I needed some Inner Peace. All in similar mood, hope you all enjoy..Thank you very much…

What Morning?  Ga/c©

The morning arrives once again,

Like a darkness that causes me pain.

Each morning I am awake, the same thing.

I wonder what the day will bring.

The morning comes with no warning,

Surely no sleep, means there is no morning.

This morning, how can it be a new day.

In my world, I  always try to find a way.

Daily dozing, but never actually asleep,

Long days, tiring times, sinking deep.

The clock, ticking, night day, night day,

My body, says lay down and drift away.

Resting on my pillow, eyes they close.

But, no sleep, only dreams, I soon arose.

In time the body says, ‘no more, help me,’

Pain hits so hard, screaming to be free.

My morning, no such a pleasure,

Seeing sunrise, drifting dew, such treasure.

Pain killers, massage and pressure points

Only eight hours sleep will ease my joints.

Now months have passed and I collapse,

Happening like a cycle, all my energy it saps.

Try telling, and still no one listens to me,

This prisoner, all he wants is to be free.

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