by: Nicole Davis
Back before the war,
when life was full of so much more,
before the attacks began that left her lying low,
prior to the red upon her cheeks began to glow
Do you remember her?
Back before the pain became too much,
when life offered a plethora of common touch,
before the tears were cried and the pills were taken,
prior to the beasts within beginning to awaken.
Did you see her leave?
Back before all the tests and results,
when life was pleasantly void of insults,
before appointments became routine,
prior to learning what these medical terms mean.
Is she still in there?
Back before the long list of medications,
when life was full of holistic remedies and meditations,
before being labeled as chronically ill,
prior to the first medical bill.
Will she make it through the battles?
Back before this new life began,
when life was a journey and there was a travel plan,
before things turned upside down, and the way was lost,
prior to my immune system getting confused and crossed.
Will she remember me?