Poetry for Meniere's suffers

By: Gloria S.Castor
Copyright©1997 Gloria S. Castor

When the night is dark and no one’s around
Why is my head so full of sound
As I lay down for a good nights sleep
I know this night will be a repeat
A hum, a roar and buzzing as well
To me a nightmare, a living hell
No way to stop the sounds I hear
For what I have they call “Meniere’s”
And sounds deep within my ears

I use to pray most all the time
For God to clear this head of mine
So many years have passed on by
And many days and nights I’d cry
But still the sounds lives in my head
At times you wish that you were dead
The Doctor’s give you pills to take
But most the time you lay awake
I pray to God my soul to take

Now I lay me down to sleep
But most the time I lay and weep
No one knows what it is like
Because I always look so right
I try to do the best I can
But most folks just don’t understand
Some can’t understand what they cannot see
And at times this causes pain for me
But I can’t give up, it’s my life you see

Now the early morning hours are here
And the sounds are here within my ears
But I will go and try to sleep
And pray my Lord my soul to keep
Maybe soon it will go away
Who knows? Is what the Doctor’s say
I’ll always thank the Lord above
For “He” understands and gives me love
I get my strength from up above

Only a person who lives with Meniere’s
Or Tinnitus, the pain, the fears and tears
Can really know of what I speak
And a cure for these people is what I seek.