Yes I know it’s a shitty poem I haven’t written one since middle school. Just felt I needed a way to express myself and to post it somewhere and forget about it. No I’m not going to kill myself. This is about me getting a lifelong incurable chronic illness (ME) from a COVID infection. I’m bedridden, unable to talk, tubefed, unable to process noise, and just pretty much dead. Not looking for feedback.

  • Pojankolli@discuss.tchncs.de
    16·
    3 months ago

    It’s not shitty. It is beautiful.

    There are still things left to experience and thoughts to have. Once you leave this world for the next, you can’t go back. Make the most out of your shitty situation and prove that there is still enjoyment in the suffering that is the human condition.

    • flatlined@lemmy.dbzer0.com
      6·
      3 months ago

      Agreed on the former. As for the latter, that’s hard to tell from the outside. No you can’t go back, but if the suffering reliable outweighs the joy, a dignified exit should be supported, and the only one who can really judge that is the one going through it.

      If there’s maybe enough to hold on for, try holding on. If there’s a chance for improvement, please try holding on. If there isn’t, then there isn’t.

      Either way, I hope for improvement in the future, be it personal or medical. No one deserves this kind of suffering.

  • Binette@lemmy.ml
    9·
    3 months ago

    I dont suffer even a fraction of what you must be feeling right now, but as someone with a chronic illness, I empathise. The fact that a life can be completely turned over is terrifying.

    I hope you find at least some purpose with the internet though :)

  • Cris@lemmy.world
    8·
    3 months ago

    Man, that’s fucking brutal and a bleak way to live. The line about missing the sun really connects with me, I have a severe circadian rhythm disorder and essentially never get to see the sunlight. Its cazy how much that can affect your ability to be okay, you don’t expect it until you suddenly aren’t able to enjoy the sun anymore and it’s fuckin rough.

    More virtual hugs don’t make things better, but I’m sending them and warm thoughts anyway. Thanks for sharing your poem

      • Cris@lemmy.world
        2·
        2 months ago

        I am, I’m not terribly consistent about it, but I’ve been better about it as of late. Thank you for a thoughtful suggestion

        I hope you have a lovely day today ❤️

  • BambiDiego@lemmy.world
    4·
    2 months ago

    The beauty of poetry is that it can be whatever it comes out as, because it’s you sharing your inner art, outward.

    This is a poem, and it made me feel things. I think that’s just how art works.

  • saltesc@lemmy.world
    2·
    2 months ago

    I’ve had fatigue and a bunch of other issues since having COVID two years ago. Despite being to many doctors, I’m apparently fit as a fiddle.