Thrill, thrill, thrill

 Glimpses of me getting changed 

Mind seems changed,

Thoughts and words rearranged

Getting strange and complicated feelings.

I know that I'm healing

Can't satisfy most of these deep curiosities and longings

Longing to have you hear

Knowing… my amazing feelings

No one thinks an ailing woman has longings and feelings

Feel free, so alive and the world is appealing

Appealing breath of fresh air

With birds nest of hair 

Fantasy dreams of people to fend off their fear of death

Dreaming endless thoughtless dreams

My life does not exist, it is but a dream;

Being partially blind life is a little like Oz, a little like Wonderland, a little like

Trapped like some sort of poor insect 

Inside a down turned glass and it tries to climb up the sides, and it can't, and it can't and it can't

War for a seasoned warrior is  flitting from thrill to thrill

A ray of sunshine in a cloudy day

Rain can come another day

An eye catching child grown up looks good and gay

Warrior smiles when sad

Relationships have all been bad.

Few friends a Warrior had

Laughs and cries

Mingled naturally with  maternal sayings wise

People may give up strength and power that they don't have any

Who hadn't got a penny,

Enough is enough 

I don't give up 

Even with metastatic NET cancer

I need a few answers

Life is short and precious with hope 

When people say Huh?

I say Uh-huh!

The country needs awareness, consciousness, fairness

Living with a sinister purpose despite troubles is thrill, thrill thrill