The question I find myself asking is
"Do I like the new me?"
When I look in the mirror I see a different person
A Shadow of my former self.
The Spark has gone
My Eyes Sucken in
Fixed in an emotionless glaze
Some how time has aged me past my years
My body bears the scares of a horrid event
Right arm limp
Right foot turned inwards
My twisted form is hard to except
Hard to change
Hard to ignore
The Question is "Can I live with it?"
I guess only I know the answer to that
"Written by me following my stroke figured some of you maybe able to related to it"