Discord

Does illness have a voice,
and if so; is it melancholy,
or dark and dank, divulging
deepest despair, or revealing
a vileness of nature?

Discord creeps along my veins,
disrupts muscles, systems failing
under the oppression –
“Stay strong,” friends counsel,
cannot hear the gathering storm,
feel the heaviness cloaking me.

I am not myself, but then;
who am I?  Is disease a mutation
of the original sin – punishment
for fatal sins, or  redemption
wrapped as trial – the whispers
gain clarity – I am faltering…

(Written for Reena’s Exploration challenge:  featured image as prompt.)

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VJ

Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

25 thoughts on “Discord”

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  4. Echoing the sentiment of “In mind and out” above. This is so relatable, especially that annoying phrase “Stay strong”. Well intended but hollow and pointless words. Your poetry burns, V.J.

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  7. Wonderful and important words. Someone or perhaps many who read this will be relieved that someone else understands the error of saying “stay strong”. That is a gift to them! Also, I hope you congratulate and celebrate the fact that you are managing to write and posts when you are battling this. Amazing!

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  8. It is what it is V.J and wanting things to be different only leads to disappointment and suffering. I actually had to look up the meaning of discord but reading this I understand now. Thank you.

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  9. When ill health takes over, it changes everything. Well meaning loved ones urge the “stay strong” cheer without understanding. This captures it all. Very powerful.

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