New Poetry by Emily Rose
Advancing in my Recovery
Full of pain and lack of mobility
Looking for more stability
Surgery was the final answer
Now identifying as an advancer
Sweat drips down my face
Trying to keep up this pace
Sore and tired, I try to rest
Out here doing my best
Bone replaced with a metal bar
Now I look at my new scar
Most of the pain has gone away
Walking the stairs everyday
Working hard to recover
New experiences to discover
Used to be filled with depression
Writing is great for expression
Can’t do anything halfway
Positive attitude is here to stay
New friends keep me motivated
Real family isn’t always related
Feels like I’m somewhere I belong
Starting to become strong
Felt all alone at one time
Now surrounded by a paradigm
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