Friday 29 January 2010

Andrew's Poem


First Thing.

I go to bed at night thinking my condition
will go away, but when i get up its bloody
still there.

I struggle to get in the bath and eventually
get there, I pray and hope this bloody pain will just go away.

The module at present is the reason of the
day, but there is so many struggles for me to be there.

The big daunting hill to the bus stop is a big problem,
But when i get there the achivment is a big satisfaction.

The Module is good but can be more fun, would life be easier if i carried a gun.

I hope i get somewhere one day, but i know its gonna be a struggle to get to that day.

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