Deprived
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(Multiple meanings)
Deprived
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(Multiple meanings)
Narrowed fields of vision
Along gaptic crossways
Make it near unfathomable to
Work several projects linearly
“I got a deep hip adjustment when I extended my leg out for a stretch while on my back.
Maybe I’m closer to some better tracking!”
Suddenly being woken up from the neighbors pounding nails loud-repeatdly into their roofing’s pummeling richochets against her outer bedroom wall and straight through her body was a disastrously immediate recipe for her body cortisol dumping.
She was hungry
And her neck and head hurt.
Getting up hurt,
Staying up hurt.
Thinking hurt.
Needing love and yearning burt.
Wanting hurt.
Not having hurt.
Lack of any options hurt.
Striving now felt pointless.
Purposeless.
Her father warned depression could come from concussion.
But that wasn’t why she hurt.
She hurt because the accidents hurt her and she couldn’t have what her soul and heart wanted because they hurt her.
She couldn’t reclaim her self determination’s independence or feel free – only disepowerment.
She couldn’t have tbe man she wanted who reawakened her to things long buried.
She couldn’t have the dreams that had kept her vital despite setbacks.
She was being rendered obsolete to society not just from arbitrary age bias, but because she couldn’t perform on the treadmill, any.more.
She was becoming irrelevant even to herself because she could no longer single-handedly provide for her family’s – or even now, her own – survival.
Night after night
I must sing along
“The equations.”
“Please, please feel free to unsubscribe.
This is my place for self expression.
None of you need to be on this ride.”
“I’ve hurt myself from today’s workout.
I can barely do anything, now, without reinjury!”
Another aspect of injury is that
My body tires quickly standing
Couldn’tt find English lyrics translation
Impact damage
Downgradation
Makes me want to
Scream in rebellion
I have three brain injuries now
Original, new, and combined
Did I say this?
Have I said this?
The walls are thicker
Behind closing doors
After the concussion
My arms became weak
My hands and face had
Increased numb patterns
Body and limb discoordination
Was knocked back into tailspin
Neck instability meant any movement
Upon elliptical pulled on brain injury
So now I do even less at the gym
To allow myself to try to catch up
I need to get back into
Previous yoga-pilates
But it was not safe to
After the car accident
So it’s hard to believe
Strength will recover
Although time’s passing
Says to do now not later
As my body resettling
Moves to new “normal”
It brings to the surface
Support tissue atrophy
When lying upon a shoulder
Things sink where shouldn’t
Causing destabilizing strains
To bone attachment structure
Going into third year of recovery’s
Recurring negative enforcements
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(Title of multiple meanimgs)
But I no longer enjoy deadlines
Or veering tangents in content
Associate’s shows dedication
Pending Bachelor’s ever limbo
“Like I said before, ‘digging out sideways with a spoon’ – and giving thanks for having a spoon!”
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(Aggrandized minimalism)
“We are pretty dissatisfied in this current predicament.”
“Trying to coordinate fingers threading shoe laces through resistantly-tight, flick-flapping shoe straps.
What happened to standardly-practical, solid and easy-to-use holes?”
“Essential baseline components of my daily functional clothing that are diffucult to replace have just broken down.”
When my grandparents finally rested,
They either gave up & chose to die or
Stayed in bed for the rest of their lives
Being unable to work
Dependent on systems
Has very much sucked as
I prefer self determination
“I keep trying to reanimate how I survived before – but I can’t…those ways don’t apply, anymore.”
“Being unable to work flies into the face of the American Dream.”
I’ve got nothing to strive for
No more umph in my motor
I always had manifestation
As my high-driving priority
Even if I had to wait
I knew it was there
I could feel it’s pressence
Just like I feel you, my love
It’s very discouraging after all of that
To find myself flat-stopped, diverted
No more climbing
No more aspiring
Because I’m just
So damn hurting
Nothing seems attainable anymore
It’s just slipping through my fingers
“I must try to sleep more before my day begins….
I am deliriously exhausted.”
“Any money that I get is usually limited, so I try to spread it around to hit as many needed zones, which results in there being none left – but much gets attended to.”
“It Hurts.”
Song repost from 2023
“Constant strategizing to avoid catastrophe and maintain functionality.”
Sanity
“Try to sleep more…”
“It becomes more clear that my neck, shoulders, and spine have become more destabilized since the concussion accident as muscles torque-torsion into spasmed misalignments carrying loads that they weren’t meant to be hoisting.”
“I think that the virus my family has had for two weeks is trying to get to me.”