He Makes Me Bleed
Another RSD sufferer and sister sharing her pain and story!
By Melanie McDowell
June 1974 – July 2006
He makes me bleed with each caress,
my body and mind he does possess.
Not my spouse, my lover or even my friend,
on his brutal presence I’ve come to depend.
I tell him to leave. Just leave me alone!
Yet he stalks me, hurts me, then laughs while I moan.
He is with me on waking and keeps me from sleep.
He keeps after me until I quietly weep.
He’s not even human, this cruel entity,
He is chronic pain and he tortures me.