You take our breath away
You make our blood sear like hot oil in our veins,
You make the skin we grew to love and know turn to hateful coverings,
Our nails turn to dust and brittle,
You forcde our hair to grow too long
Or not grow at all,
While the pain just keeps on searing.
You force us to turn on ourselves.
Make us wish our bodies could be cut apart,
That our feet or our hands,
Could be removed.
But you rob us of that right too,
You rob us of that ability,
You rob our very judgement.
You stop us having normal choice,
You force us to wish we hadn’t done
Hadn’t lived long enough to suffer the pain.
Had died in the crash,
That haas robbed us of our ability to move,
Our ability to live.
Had died rather than have the cannulation,
The blood taken,
The injections given.
Had lost our leg,
Rather than break our ankle,
Or damaged the tendons.
But still you rob us of that choice,
You rob us of our life,
You rob us of our free will.
You only give us,
And sleepless nights.