Along a rugged pathway
I not so silently struggle on
The rising fear is ever there within.
The returning pain like some old friend
Has called on me yet again
I’m powerless as always to resist.
Weakened now from this new call
I struggle to catch my breath
One day, one day, I may yet falter.
The hand of love forever there
Reached in the night to comfort
That alone has helped me through.
The darkness passes yet once more
And peace returns to quell
More fragile now once more, but on I go.
©Joe Wilson – Arterial squeeze…2014