Tomorrow
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This is how it feels to have chronic pain
Trapped in the body of a very old woman
Withering and fading
My joints pop and creak like old wooden floors
A constant ache in my back that I can’t heal
Like an itch, I cannot scratch
They say if I change my diet it will improve
Exercise helps! They tell me
How can I exercise when picking up my child hurts?
Every day I struggle until I lay down
This is where I want to stay
But I have to keep going
Getting up and living life
Someday I will recover
Even if it’s not today
There’s always tomorrow
This is my first poem, thank you for reading.
Amy Sarah is a freelance writer who hails from a small city in Canada. She enjoys interacting with fellow writers, dreaming of ideas for her next article, and researching a myriad of topics.
