Selah // Something Witty

Genetics.
"I'm so sorry for the genes I gave you."
Words from a man who never apologizes and a woman who always is.
Do I hate my parents for my DNA?
Stiff back, near-constant pain, aphasia. Gritted teeth, hard sighs, fading patience.
My future will involve replaced hips, removed ovaries, screws in bones.
I'm not where I thought I would be. I hoped I had a little more time.
With each spasm of my muscles, I hear the tick of the clock running out on my body.
But hate? Not even a little. This is just the path I am on.