Hand We Are Dealt

Physical emotions I attempt to refrain,

Diverting the messages from my brain.

Overwhelmed by vivid mental pictures,

Constantly prompted by all the fixtures.

The instant I awake from the living dead,

Anguish depletes energy from my head.

Needing the supernatural to make repairs,

Banishing every one of my distressing cares.

My afflicted life’s never going to be the same,

Appears to be nothing or no one to blame.

My crumbling heart is drowning from hope,

Courageously driven finding means to cope.

My incapacitated fate will I always endeavour,

Or maybe my present situation is not forever.