Agony

Here I sit again still looking out this same dark window,
Trapped in this room by an illness that won’t set me free,
I look out at the rain feeling blue with sadness for all that was,
All that was never to be again, frustration, anger, hating the pain,
Long endless empty days alone, nothing to share but this agony,
Envy of all those who have moved on while I am stopped here,
Alone since that nightmare of days seeming long ago now,
A quiet knock at the door, an old friend surprises,
You come in asking “How are you this fine day?”
Planting a smile on my face answering “Great!”
Pulling strength from empty well, smile,
Til you go, then complete collapse,
Waiting yet one more time again,
For my earned trip home,
I beg it comes soon,

-easy

Tears

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