“RSD A Mystery” – by KJ Reimensnyder-Wagner
No one knows the pain I feel
No one knows, it seems unreal
Sometimes I hope, I want to believe
That life goes on without disease
Oh, not so very long ago
I hurt my leg and did not know
Until my body refused to mend
And turned instead to the hell I’m in
RSD – that dystophy
Can change your life, oh it did for me
Let’s find a cure, so we’ll be free
From RSD, RSD
I want a hug, but please stay away
I want you close but it hurts that way
Tender moments are what I miss
But RSD’s robbed me of this
Many colors have adorned my skin
When breezes blow, I hide within
But if I stay focused on what is right
I beat depression; I win this fight
Yes, RSD’s a mystery
But I’m not looking for sympathy
Let’s set our sites, yes, you and me
Let’s find that cure for RSD