that life would seem more full of beauty?
Brief moments without pain and the sky
is full and immense that I want to float
and embrace the cool blueness
and rest on the floating clouds as they wisp
across the sky.
The pain an internal fire.
calling me back suddenly to the earth.
A free fall
into red and into sadness.
I look to the sky and the blueness
The clouds cannot comfort me.
They carry their rain and their coolness elsewhere.
Another day with the pain
and I am both stronger and weaker.
A warrior fighting a battle that I alone feel
Alone, yet surrounded by friends and family
I pull on their strength and support.
I am stronger than this disease,