The Torture that is Dystonia

Trapped here, in this agony
every moment, is killing me
my spine contorts inside
hurling daggers into my side.
No escape from this cruel hell
my mind locked, within this shell
No longer can I hide
All of my body screams inside.

Excruciating pain flows through me
making it hard, for me to breathe.
The spasms contort my upper limbs
as my brains venemous tune, continues to sing
compelling my body to act this way
manipulating my neck, with its foul play.
The warning ache fills me with fear
As it takes away, all that i, hold dear
All of my ability, is stripped from me fast
As my cervical dystonia, tightens its grasp
My neck, looking broken beyond repair
Inside, my body feels bruised, from this big flair
Still I continue to plod onwards, with nothing but hope
for something to come and cut away, my dystonias ropes.

Still, I am lay here, writhing
Trapped here, in this agony
every moment, is killing me
my spine contorts inside
hurling daggers into my side.
No escape from this cruel hell
my mind locked, within this shell
No longer can I hide
All of my body screams inside.

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HayzTee (Hayley)

Sat 17th Oct 2020 15:30

If anyone here has a less-known health problem, whether it be physical or mental, which they have poems about and wish to raise awareness about, feel free to comment and link them below.

I know the struggle of being judged, and misunderstood, for things beyond our control.

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HayzTee (Hayley)

Sat 17th Oct 2020 15:24

This is only part of what it feels like. I may do a more thorough and descriptive poem some day, however... this one came to me mid-severe-episode yesterday.

If there are any spelling or grammatical errors please let me know, between being dyslexic and also having typed this in extreme pain and on my phone...there might be a few i have over-looked.

I have had writers block for such a long time now. I hope that it is lifting because poetry is therapeutic for me

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