Pain wakes me again, a forceful aching bore
Scouring my insides, swimming deep within my core
Suddenly stirred from a state of semi-aware
That morphed into a cold shivering nightmare
To jolt my body upright and force me to dare
To dangle my toes off the edge of the bed
And try to breathe deeply to refill my head
It will pass as it must, I rise to stare in the mirror
With self-talk whispering to calm these night fears
Of dying right now, at this time, right here
By the halo light of the lone street lamp’s glow
My life’s being drained, circling the shadows below
In the early hours because it feels much cooler
I go to the window of the room where I have wandered
To chase a life down and convince it to stay longer
© 2014 deb davies thorkelson | written on Monday night, May 26th, 2014
about this image: iPhone self-portrait, converted to B+W using CameraBag filter “1962″, then imported into my iPad and drawn upon using Adobe Ideas. I created two final versions which can be found under the menu “iPhone meets iPad: a collaboration”
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These are beautiful, yet painful words. I was thinking as I read them, I hope there was some cathartic release for you…
I hope you’re doing well
AnnMarie
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Very intense. It makes me want to ask if you are okay.
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Thank you for checking. I’m seeing my doctor who has ordered tests that turned out okay. New tests pending. It’s a terribly slow process, but evidently nobody’s worrying except me. xo
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Yes, that’s scary, indeed. Do like Tiger Mom, and ride them around the parking lot like a fair pony until they get you back on track. Do take care and wish you a speedy get well! -Daniel
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❤
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