I wrote a poem that seems to apply to me about TLE, ive been finding it hard to express to my therapist how its made me feel since my diagnosis, and the lack of understanding people have about it. Ive been sort of in a deprressed phase inmy Bipolar illness too.. but I hope some others can relate to this.
Many silent tears shed
Many silent fears bled
Will anyone understand this type of seizure
and the desolate desperate way it leaves you
crushing the soul and the mind
leaving one in such a confused bind
The loss's are countless
Old laughter now so far away
good times past away
I cried as I watched the slowly sail away
I often ask Why Me ?
Why Me I often Plea
I never get a reply
So I cant figure out why
Many silent tears shed
Many silent fears bled
Never knowing when the next one strikes
Will it get better ? will it get worse ?
SHould I go ahead ? to hell with it ! and take all the risks !
Or sit back and miss out safely
Many more silent tears to be shed
Many more silent fears in my heart will be bled
But Ill try to be a brave soldier.
Many silent tears shed
Many silent fears bled
Will anyone understand this type of seizure
and the desolate desperate way it leaves you
crushing the soul and the mind
leaving one in such a confused bind
The loss's are countless
Old laughter now so far away
good times past away
I cried as I watched the slowly sail away
I often ask Why Me ?
Why Me I often Plea
I never get a reply
So I cant figure out why
Many silent tears shed
Many silent fears bled
Never knowing when the next one strikes
Will it get better ? will it get worse ?
SHould I go ahead ? to hell with it ! and take all the risks !
Or sit back and miss out safely
Many more silent tears to be shed
Many more silent fears in my heart will be bled
But Ill try to be a brave soldier.