Just What I Think

by Jane D.
(southern Indiana)

A Bad Day for Sure

I think it's the MS just closing my eyes
Just closing my eyes to the fear

I think it's the MS making everything so hard
Tripling my efforts each day

I think it's the MS clouding my brain
How could my brain NOT be affected?

I think it's the MS insisting it's won
But this one I will not give into

I think it's the MS bringing constant reminders
But that's OK, it has most of my life

I think it's the MS which screams out its name
Can't scare me, heard it too many times

I think it's the MS which has made me cripple
But I just say I am slower

I think it's the MS which has triumphed
But I don't plan to let it know


by Jane D.