The Job Lot

 I have been through a hell of a lot,

Hardships that will not be forgot,

I want to run fast but can only trot

As I am lethargic with a pressure

Of sleepily feeling a shot measure,

My past is so hauntingly terrifying

With Doctors and Nurses prying

Into my affairs with a supplying.

I have a sad history of self-harming,

At times I've been gravely alarming,

Now I believe our Saviour is King

And the devil is powering the bling.

I do want to now live for my forever

With loved ones who I duly treasure.