My body is a prison. I'm held captive by the pain. Some days I fear I may go insane. Most people can't understand It's truly hard to explain to explain What it means to live a life in constant pain. My limbs are twisted. My bones they ache. Every movement is more than I can take. I move more slowly and often I must rest. Please be patient be patient I'm doing my best. I once had a life worth living. But Pain has taken that away. I use to do. I use to be. Now i just am I use to do things with my life I use to do things in the world I use be happy. I use to be living. I use to be able. Now i am lonely. Now i am tired. Now i am surviving. Now i am disabled. But even in this cage of bone and skin A spark of me remains. I can feel it flicker within. and like a Phoenix I will rise Chasing sunlight in broken skies. My body may bind me But this soul can still sing
