Am I alone in this,
Strangers poking around,
Thats not helpful for me!
I need bad useless veins removed,
Cellitice neary kills me,
From body shock to high fever,
Was blessed the other day lasted just one day,
Had an angel visiting,
Still got the pain,
No one understands reason poor people don’t run to M.D’s every fricking tie we experience pain,
Some Americans were brought up believing don’t spend what you don’t got!
Or if pain doesn’t kill you it was not meant to!
My half sister killed me with her laundry fire,
Mom with codine,
Baby sister with alcohol.
Maybe this is alternate universe,
Up is down,
Words from the heart,
Easier then see my healing ankles,
With Surgical dressings they are healing,
Left old ankle wound healed opened last years attack,
I hate friends teling me whats what!
First its dresses,
Then they get it,
Heart on sleeve!,
Todays some chid friend me,
Low cut shirt and smile,
With a flash she asked what she coud have read,
Its not important for friendship where I live,
In two shakes I unfriend her,
Talk is cheap,
I have one heart and its taken.
So I bid you all fair sailing,
See you later,