WRONG SIGNALS

This is a work in progress

Fractured pieces

Sending wrong signals

 

The telephone rings

I don't want to answer

 

To many times

The news is not good

 

Yes, another one

It's happened again

 

The conections all wrong

The wires are crossed

 

The results are awful

The shakes don't stop

 

The muscles are taught

The jaw clamps down tight

 

The body convulses

And foams at the mouth

 

The bodies exhausted

The brain needs a break

 

The following are different ideas on how to end this poem, if you have any suggestions let me know!

 

We must find a way

To make it all stop

or

But it continues to happen

Again and again

Author's Note

Still working on this piece. My daughter is 23 and has epilepsy, has had it since 15 mths old. Since the first of the year she has had a drastic increas in the amount. They are happening every other day or daily. I am having trouble with the ending.....any ideas or suggestions would be appreciated.