A friend of mine on Facebook came across this poem on the Epilepsy Society group page.
I have a best friend She lives in my brain
She takes me away again and again
She makes my head foggy And makes me confused
We always argue and I always loose
She turns out the lights And makes it all dark
She takes all my memories and my spark
She hurts me a lot She can make me bleed
When she’s with me I don’t know where life will lead
She takes away my breath And tries to stop my heart
From my life she tries to make me part
It makes me sad That she lives in my head
She won’t even stop when I’m asleep in bed
Sometimes she’s loud Others she’s quiet
But not for to long as she rules my empire
She has broken bones She has broken skin
Our life long fight and I never win
She makes me nervous When we go out in public
I wish she wouldn’t I wish she would stop it
She is badly behaved And out out of control
Sometimes my own personal Facebook troll
She makes me sick Makes me poorly
She pushes away those who adore me
She likes us alone Just her and I
We’ve been together since I was Nine
I’ve tried to contain her With medication and such
But she brakes out of her cage and makes me feel rough
She hates flashing lights And hates exercise
From a lot of things she makes me hide
She hates my emotions And she hates a pub drink
But that last one isn’t such a bad thing She won’t let me drive
She won’t let me dance
And if I disobey her she will put me in a trance
She makes my world cloudy
There is no middle ground
There is never an up side there is only a down
Like a never ending spiral That goes around and round
I feel like I’m lost never to be found
Disablities & Mental Health Issues 