Crawl Through The Dirt...

My life was a lot different to begin with in the beginning

I once thought I could float like a butterfly in the bright skies

Ironically I have been forced to grow more down to earth

Forced to grow more down to earth over the due course of my life

How things were all different once upon a time

Painfully I have to admit my dream can never be realised

That night my dream of higher living was exterminated

I was once as hard as wood but I have been broken down gradually overtime

It seems like gradually over time I have been internally eaten away by bites of a termite

Every day I used to live in fear that my dream would be robbed from me

I feared that I would be stuck up and told to hand over my dream gracefully

At night when I walked I looked over both shoulders to protect what's mine

I remember at nights I use to look over both shoulders after every six steps at least twice

Regrettably half of me still holds onto the days that I felt free

Regrettably I have to admit I used to feel everyone was essentially beneath me

It felt like I was the king of the ant hill and that I had everyone working for me

It’s funny how things can all change in a day

It’s ironic that I’m now literally beneath them all as now I feel as small as a flea

I always had the suspicion someone was out there patiently watching me

Just out there patiently waiting for the best opportunity to strike

Sometimes my mind plays tricks

But I could have sworn I saw a scorpion that night

I walked around paranoid that night as it felt all eyes were on me

It felt like there were rows of eyes

Rows of eyes coming at me in the shape of a centipede

I looked over both of my shoulders as usual that night but not out of fear

The only reason I did it essentially was to protect my dream

Essentially that’s the very reason I ended up here

Essentially that’s the very reason you find me curled up to the side in a wheelchair

The first punch I saw but I didn’t move

When it landed on me the pain stung like I had been attacked by a swarm of bees

As my memory serves me the sound of crickets drowned out my screams

I screamed out because deep down I knew I had lost it all that very day

Till this very day the pain fails to go away

I was laid out with my face down on the ground

I could have sworn I felt things crawl on me

I felt little legs trickling a little

Which if I remember right gave me the hibe jibes

I could have sworn I heard a centipede roll on by and laugh at me

I heard and saw many things that night which gave me the creeps

It was because of the pain probably

If it wasn’t I can’t stay mad at the centipede

The hardest thing I have had to do in life is swallow my pride

It’s the hardest thing I have had to do

But I couldn’t go on living with what it felt like having a beehive instead of a mind

What can I say it will have more legs then me anyway?

Truthfully I can say I remember that day like it was yesterday

That day when he slivered up from behind

He slivered up from behind and landed some punches that have realigned my life

As the punches landed the pain was like a worm

The pain felt like a worm which began to sliver down my spine

The pain felt so bad my body froze up

My body froze up and I stood still as if I was paralysed

You couldn’t begin to imagine the pain that I felt inside

He had punched straight through me in the process shattering my spine

All receptors flying around like a group of flies inside me confined

His punches literally discombobulated my vertebrate

I was laid out all curled up like a slug on its side

I couldn’t feel my feet any longer

I could just about manage a little sliver and slide

This is only the middle of the story but you will know the meaning of it in good time

At the end of the story you will see how I beat all the doctors’ predictions

Even I questioned myself and thought

How am I going to survive?

I spent most of my days questioning my condition

I even questioned them as they used words out of context

I could have sworn I heard them say they were going to dissect me like an insect

They used big words out of context which literally made no sense

The words played on my head but I could not allow myself

I could not allow myself to be caught up and trapped in a spider's web

I found myself hallucinating as most of my days I spent bed ridden

I didn't talk much so they thought I was illiterate in my condition

But little did they know that I was rather well read

Well books is something I have grown to appreciate due to living a life with no legs

I once asked a spider in the corner to kindly borrow two

If only he would have shared

But unfortunately it seemed like his pride hand gone straight to his head

Once again after a while I gave up but I refused to lament

I refused to talk

I refused to attempt to walk

What actually is the point of them suggesting I should attempt?

I had to accept painfully I wouldn't walk again

I took out my inner pain on my bed linen

I accepted I wouldn't walk but to the pain there was no end

I thought to myself that I had fundamentally nothing more to prove

So that fundamentally meant I had nothing more to lose

I not ashamed to say that I once lay side by side with my excrement

All the flies flew around my head

All the flies were around me with smiles thinking I was the new messiah

They must have thought I was a gift from God and that I was heaven sent

I laid there face to face with faeces whilst trying in vain to flip my position

I tried to alter my position as I couldn't deal with the God forsaken smell

I gave up after a while as all I could do was smile even with all the itching

I remember itching so much one night that I slid and fell

It made my skin crawl but I had to swallow my pride and ask for help

I saw that the spider had withered away

Maybe the spider was a sign telling me that pride fails prevail

I was laid there face down to the ground until I was helped back to my feet

As I was helped back to my feet I had a new found feeling within me

It seemed like the metamorphosis within me was finally complete

I had finally broken from my cocoon so I could be finally free...