Sian describes her scleroderma pain through poetry
For this month's blog excerpt I wanted to include a poem that I've written about all the years I've had pain, physical & mental that I've unfortunately experienced since having Systemic Sclerosis, Raynaud's and PTSD.
This particular piece I've written many about all types of pain, is probably a bit dark but hope you can relate or resonate with some of it.
It held me in it's toxic vice
Slowly crushing dazzling life,
From every cell it prodded and poked,
Burnt and choked, the very soul of me
Where once I was alive and free
So cruel it crept through sinew and skin,
Never silent but screaming within
It rampaged through body and mind, leaving
A wretched taste behind, trailing a wake
Of hopeless grief with desperate patches of grey relief