Poets United prompt this week is WALL, #14. A wall can divide, enclose and support. When I think of walls I think of protection and climbing over them. I love the idea of your home being a haven of your soul enclosed in four walls. Obstacles in life, can be our walls, we need to work on, climb over, and conquer.
It is hard not to think of the Pink Floyd song
enclosed in grief
on the ground
tears flood the gate
learn to adjust
life forever changed
balance is key
Rally and fight
for a cure~
My wall is Type 1 diabetes: I developed this juvenile disease, when I was 26. I had excellent health, than became pregnant. Life hasn't been the same.... It is my wall, I deal with daily, the testing, the needles, the
finger pokes, the guilty if I eat to much. If I eat to little, I can have a reaction. Sometimes my personality changes, usually I'm silly and stupid acting. The highest blood sugar I had was 1380, the lowest 17~ Yeah,
I am lucky to be alive! I won't go into my close calls, I stopped counting after the cat and nine lives theory. I'm not looking for pity, just trying to explain my poem, my wall~ If you know someone who has this wall, remember it is their choice, how they live their life. We all have our own walls to conquer....