When I was in my twenties
My body fell apart
And inflammation spread down to
The lining on my heart
I started to have seizures
My platelet count was low
I was awash in bruises
From my head down to my toe
They had to take out part of
The structure of my back
My spleen was then the next to go
And what else? I lost track
I had to go on steroids
And gained X million pounds
Believe me when I tell you
It was worse than it sounds
The guy I asked to watch my house
Cleaned out my bank account
While I was in the hospital
With all this to surmount
And I was so depressed
I wanted all to end —
But what I want to tell you
My still yet unmet friend,
Is sometimes good things happen
That we cannot explain;
That I, somehow, got better
And found relief from pain
I wish that I could guarantee
A bolt out of the blue
But healing one day came to me
And could still come to you
What beautiful thoughts 🙂
To my friend, who I have just met,
your words give me hope
that healing will come to me yet.
😀
✘Ⓐ
I hope so, friend.
Beautiful and uplifting, these words give us hope.
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I’m so sorry that happened to you. x
Thank you. It has made most of life since then seem easier by comparison.
And its always true, why is that?
Amen.
Thank you so much for this. Thank you for enduring such pain and betrayal