this is one i wrote while in the hospital recently...

I hold my head back
chin up
arms with hands clasped behind
my back
and the tears begin to fall
one, then two,
maybe a few
just to find their way
down my cheek
to the smooth line of my jaw and on to my neck
cascading down like
a slow waterfall
down, directly in front
over the adam's apple
and into the pool of my
clavical
and I tell myself to fight
Keep the thoughts from reigning negative
In spite of the words
and NO. I don't have to understand.
but I NEED to know
that others DO.
DO Understand
DO Know
DO Love me
DO Understand
And Illness SEEMS so weak to me
But it's not.
It's so
POWERFUL.