Pains of Lyme

Intense, intense the word is bouncing around in my brain.

Making itself the reflection of my pain.

I just want to scream, & make it stop.

It invades every fiber of my being, overflowing until I pop.

Its taken away a life that I can't spare.

Making you want to just rip out your hair.

This pain, this pain that is in no way fun.

Just want to make it all go numb.

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Its throbs are the background music to my life.

I try to make it go away with Rife.

Electromagnatizing my condition.

Killing all the spirochetes is my mission.

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Please don't say, but you don't look sick.

Because you won't know until you are bitten by a Tick.

Why would I lie about being sick, there is nothing to gain.

I'm barley living this life, in a fog of pain.

Inaccurate Tests that are never sure.

ABX, Alternative Treatments, looking for a cure.

Trying anything to get your Health back.

So you can live again & get on track.

Their is more to this all then what it seems.

It messes with my head & invades my dreams.

I can't deal with this Life of Lyme.

What they're doing to us all is a Crime.

The Government, Insurance Companies, & IDSA.

Allowing us to rot & decay.

We need to make them look at us & see.

Make them pay, & break open their conspiracy.

 

 

Reviews

[She]

this is my fave line: "Its throbs are the background music to my life." very descriptive and an indication that it never lets up. i'm so sorry this afflicts you.