HELP

I always knew I was here for a reason

Maybe the reason was to be a cog

But I can’t get myself to a season

Where my life stays in this bog

I love too much

I feel too fiercely

I scare so such

I see so piercincinginly

I can’t give up

Though I’m ready to do so

Can’t make this up

Though I hate to fear, so

I need to make a move

I must make a change

I need to change my hooves

Although I’m scared to mange

It doesn’t matter

It doesn’t count

Feels like my life is over

Feels like such a small amount

I have SO much to give

I have SO much more to live

Yet health has been unkind to me

And it all feels like a grind to me

I had so much hope, so much talent

It’s trapped inside me now

Had so much mope, so little balane

I will finally take a bow, now.

All that I hope for

Is one audience member

Who knows that I meant more,

Who dares to remember

That my reality was the life that I lived for

I decided very late September

Years ago, who cares I love yore

And died fighting for in November

But I died, yes I know it’s a bore....

JUST please remember

The woman I was once known before.

Don’t forget me, don’t disremember

The woman of your folkolore this December.

For I was once like you, someone no one could remember.

It’s too bad that someone has to be gone

For them to be remembered,