RA and Depression Part 2

She's My Auto-Immune Disease!

This woman that I see, is no longer me.
She looks like me and by all appearances
She could be me, but she is not!
She is someone I no longer
look forward To being with.

She is like winter and she depresses me.
This woman that I see, is no longer me.
Not that she was always happy, because
she wasn't. But she had periods of euphoria.
And it is those moments I miss.
She ignores me nowadays.
Her body is disturbed and she is without hope.

This woman that I see, is no longer me.
She tries to understand the controversy that
has taken over her body, but she can not!
She's up, she's down, she can, she can't
She wills, but her body won't!

I felt this woman that I no longer see as me,
 as she slept so close to me last
 night that I felt we were what we were once.
 I believe she wanted to make things right,
but she's gone to far and its possible things
 will never be like they were once.
And this makes me sad,
 because this woman that
I see who's no longer me, is in reality me
with a terribly dreadful
Auto-Immune Disease!

By Doreen Pratt  Copyright (c) 2007