Hi there, I’m going to make a rare Sunday post. I’ve settled into a comfortable rehab at the VA. I get a nice shot of Demerol every morning before my stretching and rehab routine. This make me comfortable for a while. That’s all the history I’m going to talk about today. I’m appealing to9 anyone reading my dissertations to respond., Weather it’s negative or positive doesn’t matter. I would love to hear any comments from whoever has been following my efforts. Let me know what you think about what I’m putting forth. This is a very serious endeavor for me. It’s not that easy to talk about such a painful experience I lived through. So, if your out there, let me know how you feel, thanks, Rick Another poem.
The Realization
How am I supposed to feel?
Is this real?
My body has changed,
I have no more range.
Unable to move and it's strange.
I move in my mind, but there is no change.
The pain is very real.
I didn't pursue this deal.
My memory is filled with flames.
When I rather think about dames.
Do you remember names?
Is the one I love still the same?
She says we can't play the old games.
In my heart I cry.
Please, somebody tell me why.
People surround me with sympathy
Do they really have any empathy?
Can I accept this change?
When this feeling is so strange.
I don't know why
It just makes me cry.
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