Outside a dog barks, birds chirp, and children are at play
as here I lay in sheer pain with my hands swelling away
as I write to escape my own pain what can I say
writing is the ONLY thing that works to slightly take my pain away
I can never get total relief not today, new drugs need to come my way
in a clinical trial I’d love to play my part but they seem to push me away
my case is so complicated I don’t qualify for any nowadays.
How can I find happiness with so little hope
I feel like someone in prison who has dropped the soap
anxious and in pain not knowing what to do
I feel like I’ve been abandoned to figure out my own treatment woohoo…
I just don’t think a low dose of Methotrexate will work
and I can’t get my body to move which I hate
it isn’t too smooth to move my joints feel like gravel
and the churg strauss flare probably won’t let up for a while!