I’m tumbling down from this wretched brain injury. Black dots fade in and out of my view. Aren’t I suppose to be better by now?
I am filled with anxiety, trapped in this broken body.
Tension is filling up my insides. My stubbornness doesn’t want to submit. I want to eliminate this problem. Put it into its own misery. Once something is broken, what do you do with it?
Frustration is at its limit. I’m getting overloaded with issues my mind can’t deal with. ” Head, keep up! Or I will leave you behind!”
Can’t I be someone’s rock, instead of me needing one? Ahhh!!