Jitters.

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This Poem, posted on my poetry blog above ^ is as follows:

JITTERS
Pins and needles in my legs
Telling me to move
Little runners in my limbs
Continue to reprove

They push and urge my body
To do all but stay still
And all the things I try to do
Are hard for me to will

These wells, these empty pockets
Which keep myself from full
Prevent me even writing neat
Keep me from being cool

I’m like a puppet on the strings
Of Parkinson’s disease
Even my mind is shaky and
My thoughts they will not cease

So how am I to find some peace
How am I to think
When thoughts elude like squirrels
And calm stays on the brink.

***Hey all, ya it’s been a while. This is not completely how I wanted it to be, but I can’t sit still long enough to fix it. Hope you like it! ts.t.***


As I stated in my A/N, I can't seem to get my body under control. I blame my medicine. I don't even feel like my eyes can focus, which is really annoying. Makes writing papers for school annoyingly difficult, since I can't concentrate. Anyway, got that done. Hope everyone is having a wonderful day!

Ta for now!

Song of the day:
Love Grows by Edison Lighthouse
Runaway Train by Soul Asylum

Hope y'all enjoy!