Accident Poem by T Michael Farrell

To all my friends on Facebook
And all those who are not
I want to bring you up to date
On a little problem that I've got
Most of you know the last few years
Have been something of a struggle
Freak accidents and injuries
but I've been able to overcome, stay out of trouble
But now I find I'm challenged again,
like a king who is in check,
For back in February I slipped and fell,
Resulting in a broken neck
I currently live in a prison,
Known by a couple of names,
Cervical halo or halo brace
They are both the same
Like a prison this brace has bars,
as well as locks and restraints so dull,
But the worst part of this halo are the four bolts,
That are screwed into my skull
I have a cellmate in this prison,
he only goes by one name,
He's with me 24/7,
And he is called PAIN
He affects the way I walk, talk, eat, and sleep,
And now this unwelcome companion,
Is changing the way I think
Dark thoughts intrude,
especially at night,
About bad things in the future,
Resulting from this current fight
But at least I recognize,
the changes in me,
and for now I'm still successful but weary,
of keeping the old optimistic Terry
A lot of you keep wanting to help,
By visiting and I really appreciate the thought,
but for now I ask you to hold off please,
For that time when PAIN can be forgot
But you can help,
by saying a prayer, for my speedy recovery,
and also to me a great deal it would mean,
if you'd say a prayer or two for Jean
Now I end this Facebook post,
and no pictures of me will I show,
Don't be disturbed by my crude poetry,
I've extended my apology,
to Edgar Allan Poe.