My 5 years of after Covid
As if that’s not enough Arthritis in both knees and feet😭
My 5 years of after Covid
The sun’s shining, it’s spring at last,
Yet I sit looking outside,
Still a prisoner to five years gone,
After Covid’s cruel tide.
I feel a freak, a stranger here,
Foggy eyes and aching bones.
Joints that creak with every step,
A body that’s not my own.
Standing stings, and walking’s worse,
Fatigue a heavy chain,
Each night I chase a restless sleep,
But dreams won’t ease the pain.
Seasons turn, yet I remain,
Trapped within this silent war,
A mind that longs to run and breathe,
A shell that can’t anymore.
Springtime knocks with gentle hands,
But I can’t rise to greet its call,
The world moves on with budding blooms,
And I am frozen through it all.
Send me a wish a prayer for recovery.
To end to all the degrading change of life,
Covid has gone but I feel the pain each day,
will my life ever be good again?
My true story and feelings 😢
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (4)
This is a poem that will have one thinking about how one can learn more about themselves when dealing with various issues that life has given them. Good job.
"Still a prisoner to five years gone" powerful line, and I so feel that way - but mine is more mental and emotional vs dealing with the physical as you are (which I know creates mental and emotional on top of it). I feel permanently stuck in 2020 level upheaval.
Love this Poem in relation to COVID. TS nomination.
That is a very good poem and you have remember to world ''Pandamic'' like COVID no one can forget the situation that we face all around the world. really your magical idea having to capture reader,it amazing I hope will be fly top of the table.