Narcolepsy in Poetry
Posted 13 April 2008 - 09:25 PM
By Rachel Russell
Today my heart glows because I could help.
Dark in the night of our lives we walk alone,
But together, when we reach out for help,
An angel is there, someone who understands.
Tears of joy stream down my face, because she called.
When faced with chronic illness, we are terrified.
So many questions, so few who understand.
Does anyone out there Know what I am going through?
A smile glows in my heart today, because I could help.
Like a diamond, I feel the warm joy of feeling worthwhile.
The reason, the purpose of posting my story on Myspace, Fulfilled.
Today is the day I can comfort and reassure a friend I have yet to meet.
When not knowing what's going on with our body, the fear, the worry;
To find an understanding shoulder is not easy to find.
Others think you're lazy, though the exhaustion attacks us...
Against our will, the cloak of sleepiness overwhelms....
We are trapped if we do not reach for answers.
My heart glows today, because Someone reached out for help.
Narcolepsy is no picnic, and without each other, terrifying.
No one knows you like another with Narcolepsy.
No one else can tell the jokes only we can laugh about.
Thank you, dear friend, for reaching out today.
I know I don't have money, but understanding I am rich in.
I hope I could help you, and that you know...
Thank you for making my heart glow with joy.
Thank you for calling me,
For Giving me the privilege of being there for you.
Posted 14 April 2008 - 10:33 PM
Posted 15 April 2008 - 08:51 AM
Awww... that's sweet!
Do you know what ever happened to her? I mean, if she went to the doctor or anything?
and I hope everything works out better for you financially.
Posted 15 April 2008 - 09:27 AM
a. Automatic Behavour
r. R.E.M (Rapid Eye Movement)
o. Our Community Cares
l. Lack of Hypocretin
e. E.D.S (Excessive Daytime Sleepiness)
s. Sleep Paralysis
y. YOUR NOT ALONE.
Posted 16 April 2008 - 12:13 AM
Thanks so much for the well wishes, I sure hope we can make ends meet better real soon, too. Thanks so much, Hugs abound, Rachel
Posted 17 April 2008 - 04:36 PM
A sentence, a snore.
The cadence, a bore.
When sleeping does wake
Can meaning retake
The absence of thought
For that sense he sought?
In good chance he might
This nuisance will fight
And let go fin'ly
But just then a fright.
Another bad night.
Posted 18 April 2008 - 10:37 PM