Defenceless At Present Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Reading about doing enjoyable things and
living life ‘within' to escape experience &
make living conditions unimportant; is
not working, food still makes me ill

I cannot escape food intolerance effects,
vainly seeking spiritual growth- I am in
pain after meals - trying to overcome
depression by cherishing dreams

of love unconditional, offering love and
respect to all while trying to accept the
inevitable caught up in a tornado,
discomfort making me dumb

I've lost the fighting spirit, it's useless
to appreciate life simply because pain
has abated when I know the pain will
return - I am defenceless at present

The only escape from pain: stay hungry
but I detest living on an empty stomach
though this half-life of slumbering pain
does not render me immobile

It destroys my well-being and joie de
vivre, leaving me stranded in
paralysed despair…