A.S. Face 0754: Stephanie Webb
MY LIFE
Do you really know what I feel
How I feel
Horrid pains inside
Do I live or die
Can no longer hold my CRY
Where does my future lie
What did my past leave behind
I’m tired
I’m fighting
Fight
Fight
Why
Live
Die
Cry
Can you walk today
Damn
Again I’ll try
I’ll get your wheelchair
What a life
Fair/unfair
Can’t Reach up to comb my own hair
I am not the bone disease
Living inside of me
This body had no vacancy
Forcefully ignored
He came on board
A.S. is sitting on a full ride occupancy
Who am I
I am Fight
I live until I die
I laugh before & after
A cry
Grateful for my life
I am LOVE
Molded from my Father’s Hands above
©Stephnie Webb
Michigan, United States of America
Dear Stephanie,
Thank you so much for sharing your poetry with us, so beautiful.
Sincerely Cookie
Thanks You Cookie for all that you do for us A.S. sufferers.
Thanks for all of your hard work. It’s means a lot 🙂
You are most welcome, thank you that means the world to me.
Oh…I LOVE you’re poem Stephanie! They say that “artists have to suffer for their craft.” You’ve steered the pain into creativity…and beauty. Ya know…I feel sorry for the “normals” out there who don’t experience what you feel. I too believe…that AS’ers will inherit the earth.
Thanks Derek for your kind words.
🙂
I enjoed your poem!!! So true and it explained what a blessing we are!! God bless you : )
Thanks you Rosalie 🙂
Beautiful poem Stephano, you already know what I’m thinkin!
Thanks Mont 🙂 What’s on your mind?
Love your poetry Stephanie- your words say it all
Hi Joy, how are you? I love your site! You really are doing a good job with expressing chronic pain. Thank You for all that you are doing.
Thanks for your kind words 🙂
I live in michigan I would like to talk to you about AS