I wake up in the morning
I sit in my bed
I take the covers away
I see my legs still asleep
when I see them lying there
I cannot feel them
they won't move on my command
and my soul hurts everyday
I shake my knees in anger
please, feel something, move! !
nothing happens
only memories of what they could do
I need to dress my pants
but they don't go inside as I command
I have to put them by hand
I have so many scars from the accident
a wheelchair waits for me beside the bed
I slide my body to the sit
my legs won't get me anywhere
I put my feet on the footrest
useless limbs
I will never walk with them again
this chair is almost part of me now
the wheels can help me move
and my arms work twice as hard
oh don't worry my friend may god bless you be strong sabrina
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Sabrina: I wish to give you many words of encouragement. All of them can be found on my site. Please read. Adeline