Neuropathy

Chronic Pain

Jingle jangle 
I tingle 
Not in a pleasant way
Like fire ants 
armed all over my nerve
Endings and persevere

Joan of Ark doesn't have a chance to 
See past this mingle 
Shingle dance.

It's all in my head the doctors say,
Anyway
Fibers and neurons throwing off
Competing, flaring,
So why can't I throw straight anymore? 
Why are my eyes blurry? Why laugh and cry at nothing?

A villain can be a villain and just smile smile smile

Reviews

[Moonie]

Haha...this remindes me of Alice in Wonderland though...a modern twist to it perhaps..? :))

[Emily]

Great poem!
I loved the ending!
Keep it up!!