Deeper Down

My joints are swollen and red

Arthritis has manifested my hands and wrists

I can barely hold a pen

I’m in so much pain

The lightest touch makes me scream

I’m so sensitive to everything

Even the light hurts my delicate body

I’m hurting more and more each day

My stomach is churning

Full of nausea and acid

I can’t keep any food down

I’m wasting away

But none of this is as bad as

The hole you left in my heart

As much as my own body kills me

It doesn’t compare to how much you do 

R.R.