I felt my body falling into deeper pain yesterday.

Like a shadow that drains with sharp and lingering aches.

Like a monster waiting to take its victim.

I'm where sleep feels so close and so much further.

I can't sleep or stay awake and it's torture.

I'm trapped.

I find no comfort.

I have no escape.

I'm my bodies enemy.

My mind is heavy and my thoughts confused and blurry.

I'm less of me today.

Even though yesterday I was less me.

Today I'm lesser me then I've been in weeks.

I feel depressed and frustrated.

Frustrated with my mind, and body.

Today is a reminder why yesterday was better.

Even though I was tired and my back taunted me with its nagging wide spread hurt.

Today is more.

And I am less.

Uncomfortable, unhappy, and unable to exact my discription of this curse.

It won't let me go.

It won't let me go...

This is me.

This is not me.

I'm but a shadow of me ninety percent of my life