I wrote this poem in Dec 2017 as my recovery started quickly progressing (I’ve never written any poetry before this) and have only showed 3 people in that time :/ I feels nice to have summed up that period of my life, and to give me some closure 
Injury, followed by loss, confusion
my ego and body bruising
I’m out of work, full of sorrow
Fear, best friends with worry
slithers into my sense of self worth
I’m lost.
Window seat flying home
window seat, a spectator to a life alone
Left behind, isolated, stressed
Back to my family home, my life a mess.
Worsening depression, worsening mobility,
no agility
I can’t stand
can’t walk
can’t sit, I’m differently abled
I’m unstable
Pain - my new roommate, my new ruler
Hopes are fading fast, they’re miniscular
I possess a sinister shadow,
he’s my cargo, my tornado, my undertow
I’m drowning and he’s singing in falsetto
The calibrator of my fate, he’s dropped the poison on my plate
I try to help, I say…
feel better, be happier, more at ease
keep pushing
Try finding the light through the trees
But two years on, a lifetime of heavy burden
my future remains uncertain.
The morning dawns,
when I’m told my saviors name
An elderly gentleman with his head in the game
Dr Sarno’s theorum, repressed emotions cause pain
The bells are ringing, the excitement builds
Hope again is finally instilled
I became the Explorer,
the repressed
the difficult
the past buried deep, shit was steep.
Taking back the reigns, rising from damnation
This process was my salvation.
Today the sky is clear
I’m almost there
Taking long strides back to confidence
to health and to freedom
A toast to the sun, the birds, the sky,
to happiness, to my staunch supporters,
Thank you forever.
What a journey
What a journey
Injury, followed by loss, confusion
my ego and body bruising
I’m out of work, full of sorrow
Fear, best friends with worry
slithers into my sense of self worth
I’m lost.
Window seat flying home
window seat, a spectator to a life alone
Left behind, isolated, stressed
Back to my family home, my life a mess.
Worsening depression, worsening mobility,
no agility
I can’t stand
can’t walk
can’t sit, I’m differently abled
I’m unstable
Pain - my new roommate, my new ruler
Hopes are fading fast, they’re miniscular
I possess a sinister shadow,
he’s my cargo, my tornado, my undertow
I’m drowning and he’s singing in falsetto
The calibrator of my fate, he’s dropped the poison on my plate
I try to help, I say…
feel better, be happier, more at ease
keep pushing
Try finding the light through the trees
But two years on, a lifetime of heavy burden
my future remains uncertain.
The morning dawns,
when I’m told my saviors name
An elderly gentleman with his head in the game
Dr Sarno’s theorum, repressed emotions cause pain
The bells are ringing, the excitement builds
Hope again is finally instilled
I became the Explorer,
the repressed
the difficult
the past buried deep, shit was steep.
Taking back the reigns, rising from damnation
This process was my salvation.
Today the sky is clear
I’m almost there
Taking long strides back to confidence
to health and to freedom
A toast to the sun, the birds, the sky,
to happiness, to my staunch supporters,
Thank you forever.
What a journey
What a journey
