THIS TOO SHALL PASS

  I AM N LONGER SURE IT WILL PASS I AM WATCHING MY BODY DISINTEGRATE MORE AND MORE DAILY.. I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE  HOPE HAS GONE, BUT GONE IT HAS. NO MORE TOMORROWS FOR ME FILLED WITH RIDING THE WAVES,WATER OR ICE. CUTTING IN WHILE FLING  DOWN A WHITE POWDERED MOUNTAIN.OR OVER THE RIDGE OF THE WAKE.. I STILL FEEL IT IN MY BODY, HOW TO LEAN,WHEN TO BEND, LETTING THE ELEMENTS CONTROL EVERY LITTLE MOVEMENT I MAKE., GIVING IN TO A FORCE MUCH BIGGER AND STRONGER THAN YOUR OWN. OH HOW I MISS IT, THE FELLING OF BEING BUT A PASSER BY ENJOYING THE RIDE,  I AM BECOMING A WATCHER, WATCHING IT ALL PASS BY.    IN THE MORNING I GO TO YET ANOTHER DOC. PRAYING HE WILL UNDERSTAND AND BE ABLE TO MAKE A CHANGE, THAT WOULD BE SOOOOOOOOO  SWEET.. THIS IS ACTUALLY BIG ONE, SOMEONE WITH KNOWLEDGE AND POWER I HOPE HE UNDERSTANDS HOW DESPERATELY I WANT,NEED A LIFE AGAIN. NO LONGER THE WATCHER ,A  PARTICIPANT  AS WELL. SO MUCH I STILL WANT TO DO EVEN WASH OUT THE CUPBOARDS WOULD BE FUN FOR A MINUET..