Poetry based on TCoaWoS.

David, Struggles.

My heart hurts.

My head throbs.

My back aches.

My neck pops and scrapes.

Constant pain.

Non-stop agony.

Frustration builds.

I love my mother, I love my Nephew, I love my Nieces.

My love turns to anger when no one listens.

I hate when people do not listen.

It is hard to think.

It is hard to remember.

My mind wonders.

My mind blanks and shuts down.

My pain makes it hard to continue.

My head throbs.

My heart aches.

My eyes burn.

My shoulders grind.

I try to help.

I try to keep the house clean.

I try to make the house nice.

I try to keep my mind clear.

I try to keep my anger in check.

My heart begins to pound.

They scream louder.

They refuse to listen.

I have to scream to be heard.

They still refuse.

I leave a hole in the wall before walking away.

My heart hurts more. My head throbs worse. My back and spine feels even worse.

It keeps hurting worse and worse, It feels like I will die.

I walk away from the house.

I try to clear my head as the pain continues.

I struggle to keep myself while everything blurs and darkens.