It hurts so bad but I’m almost there-

Destruction. I’m Laughing

Tantruming for hours day after day like clockwork leads me to a temporary peace

But I can glimpse it now. The End

I’m replaying my beautiful life before my eyes and it is sensational

My legs no longer ache but are no longer mine- My hands surrendered to God. 

They tingle and take flight.

I’ve given up everything-even Romance. 

Even Truth. Even Justice.

Life is being taken from me and I cry. I cry long and wailing.

I want to live, to speak

But all is dissolving.

It seems to be of my own will - nothing is greater than freedom

Where will I be? What will I be?

That which- is- will hold me only.