Come on You can do it Just another step To begin that journey of a thousand miles Take another step Bone ache, muscle shake Limbs heavy as lead But still, you can do it Shuffle that foot forward On the next tiny step In the journey of a thousand miles
What would you think What would you say after all this time It’s been so long And you never showed your hand even then What did you think of me Were you proud, or disappointed And now all I’ve managed is to keep on Holding on by broken and bloodied fingernails Setting one increasingly shaky…
No need to worry, said the doctor Medication will stop the degeneration You’ll be fine She meant to be encouraging It might even be true But all the kind words In the whole world Won’t stop the pain It might not get any worse But it won’t get better Another disability Another aspect of defective…
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