has deteriorated significantly in the last four days. I am struggling to breathe. Even after nebulasition, I struggle as soon as I move. I don’t know what this means. It is not good at all . I will be spending tomorrow with my daughter.
You had to wait while I chatting
you have no awareness of yourself
Acted like we were long-lost friends
but you stabbed me and lied too
I accepted your failure, the price was high
I am conciliated but not reconciled
Your painted face just the same, a mask
so few see the real you, my daughter was first
Don’t try to speak with me again if you see me
I will depart your presence because you broke a trust
Don’t cross my path, I’ll turn away
there’s nothing left for us to say
Published in The Lark
Writer and psychologist. My health, a journey with two life shortening diseases 
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