Crohn's Disease


United States
42° 28' 35.8788" N, 71° 5' 28.95" W

Apart from the world
is how I feel.
Yet to me, this pain is everything that's real.

I close my eyes to remember a time;
of better days, the days I felt fine.

Years have past and yet I can't say,
that it has gotten easier, not even day by day.

The pain: unexplainable and strange.
I wish to God my body could be rearranged.

I hope someday there is a cure,
and when there is I'll take more and more.


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