Forgotten Poem by Sabrina ,

the time since my life changed
made me live in a different way
now I do things the way I can
and I'm almost used to everything

paralyzed limbs won't help me
I fantasy about things my body won't allow
but I really need something that work
sometimes I forget why people need to walk

how can I forget the freedom of a walk?
how can I forget the relief of the run?
how can I forget the feeling of the steps?
how can I forget? ?

the wheelchair is almost part of my body now
it gets me where I need to be
and it gives me back some of the freedom I lost
it helps me get my independence back

from the time I wake up until I go back to bed
all day long I can do things from the chair
and my legs became useless accessories
kept to witness my recovery