Poetry: Wish I could…
By Nicole Hester-Francis
For Steven a Lupus survivor
Tell you how much you mean to me
The joy the sadness the endless nights we share talking
Lonely feelings—thoughts of the end you wouldn’t let be
Just being yourself…I wish I could……
Covert lives we both are livin’
Masking the pain
The hand that was given
Seems so brutal so cruel
I wish I could…………
Run away from this body– this pain– this never ending suffering
I yearn for blue skies to rule
Wish I could borrow your wings of steal
Racing through the tides of pain
My affliction so real
It has taken away what was once me
How can we stay sane…
wish I could
Release you and I from this suffering
You found me there…surrounded in grief
You are a champion of your sorrows but yet you do not know
I see the conquest in your eyes…wish I could borrow
Until my eyes close at last tomorrow
© 2007 by Nicole Hester-Francis, butyoudontlooksick.com
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Amy Hyatte
