Chronic Fatigue Syndrome,Louise Annarino,1-14-2013
Stolen nights
give way to
give-away days
where nothing goes right
and no one
can be good
or enough
for me.
The air seems too thin
to inflate
the ego of distaste
for a body too frail
to tolerate
a push
of caffeine.
One bag of tea
and one old bag
of me
are not a good mix
and nix any dreams
of normalcy.
To be free
to sleep
to dream
to rise with the dawn
and the stamina
to go on
and make a day
so strong
illness cannot make
me give it away
for nothing.
Is that too much to ask?
annarino writes 