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I Used To Be Beautiful

I Used To Be Healthy

I loved being outdoors.
I loved being free,
But some things are not meant to be.
My lungs grew smaller.
Breathing becoming short.
Asthma.
I was given medication,
Something I would carry around;
Forever.
Inhaler.

I enjoyed running, playing with my friends.
Slowly my days felt like they were growing longer.
Walking up stairs was becoming a chore.
I always felt faint.
Anemia.
I was given medication,
Something to take;
For the rest of my life.
Iron.

Sharp, stabbing, burning, freezing, twisting;
This is the pain I feel.
My insides feel like they are being ripped apart.
I want children.
I want a family.
Endometriosis.
I was given medication,
Something that will stop it;
Stop it from spreading and turning to cancer.
Birth Control.

I Used To Be Healthy.