Lupus SLE & Me. The Undeniable G.E.; Poem๐Ÿ–Š๐Ÿ—’ 10th of May #worldlupusday ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿฆ‹.

The illness that lives within,

The walls of my human body,

Popping pills,

Visits to doctors,

Drips & needles,

Plus the smell of hospital toilets.

In my twenties using a walking stick.

A hidden quiet wolf,

Ready for it’s prey,

Hunting my healthy blood cells,

Destroying my immune system along the way.

Playing hide & seek,

I’ve been taken to dark places,

Where nobody knows,

The time the air was stolen from my lungs,

Doctors & nurses can be heard,

Through the mist & shining lights,

Saying we have to resuscitate her,

Thinking is this my time to die.

Yes the pain would no longer exist,

But I still have much to do,

Like fall in love & write these words in a poem,

To express what I’ve been through.

My mind & body evolving,

Back to when it once was,

Not the same of course,

Because I’ve transformed.

My last years of a teenager,

Traded in for sickness & been stuck in hospital wards.

I was Samson,

My long hair cut by Delilah,

Disguised as a chemo. Drip.

To the purple tones,

Bruises looking like a artist’s masterpiece,

A montage of shades,

Etched on my skin,

Including the colours,

Black & blues.

Skin delicate like tissue paper,

To be handled with care.

I’m like a purple bellflower,

Blooming in the spring,

I’m the sweet smell of lavender,

My divine essence can comfort you so you can sleep.

I’m the plant that keeps growing,

Because I absorb all there is to be.

Finding my way back,

Was when the warrior in me had to be bold,

To show the world & myself,

I’m the one in control.

Not the pills or the wolf that hunted me down,

Or the butterfly rash that floated across my face,

Everytime my immune system was down.

Like a Phoenix with wings shining brighter than gold.

What seemed like forever,

Was not that at all,

They were just chapters in my life,

A prologue to finding my soul.

Becoming a spiritual being,

Confident & strong,

In mind & body,

To let people who don’t understand know,

You can’t judge a book by it’s cover.

My scars are not an accessory,

They are a journey I have been on.

I’m still alive, I can smile because the day’s are much sweeter,

When I’ve already died.

Brought back from the brief visit to heaven’s gate,

I’m a certified angel living in god’s grace.

To look at my experiences as lessons in life.

To be grateful for everyday,

I get to wake up, stretch my arms & smile.

Embracing my creative gifts & living my best life,

To spread awareness & find the true love I once denied. Lupus SLE & me the undenible magnetic Georgia E.

You can also follow me on Instagram @georgia_einstein. Twitter @GeorgiaEinstein & Pinterest + Facebook: G.ElliottServices ; Fitness professional. Yoga Teacher/Trainer & Instructor for health, fitness & wellbeing motivation. General & Lupus ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿฆ‹.

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P.T, Yoga, Fitness Trainer, Teacher, Instructor & Sports Coach (IPHM).

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