The needle approaches
My eyes
and I wince
for I’m so tired
of what’s coming
I’ve lost count
how many times
I’ve done this
But the alternative
is far worse
So I steel myself
Again
for the prick.
The needle approaches
My eyes
and I wince
for I’m so tired
of what’s coming
I’ve lost count
how many times
I’ve done this
But the alternative
is far worse
So I steel myself
Again
for the prick.
oooooooooooh noooooooo! that makes me shudder and wonder!
Thanks Silver Poet. I began this blog to cope with my situation, and have found many friends and support because of it. Every time I feel like I can no longer cope, I think of that one person that I might help and trudge on…
So glad you’re willing to share this journey. You inspire!
Thanks Legionwriter. I started this blog so long ago to cope with the fear and hopefully help others in the same predicament. My sister says I’m brave, but I don’t feel that way… The fear of losing my sight forces me onward…