Riki Aka Erika Long Poetry

I was incredibly intelligent, so sporty and so bright.
It was all taken away, in one single night.
I was only nine and suffered a severe asthma attack.
I had to start all over, it put me off track.
My heart stopped for three minutes, I was declared dead.
But turns out I wasn’t, I just had a hard road ahead.
I lost my speech and had to relearn how to talk.
I’m in a wheel-chair now, but with help I can walk.
I take up to thirty tablets, a ritual chore each day.
I’m only twenty five and I have a lot to say.
Life is frustrating and painful but there’s a reason I live.
I’m here for a purpose, a purpose to give
.Yes I now have a challenge, but I’m here to inspire.
I’m not sitting back, waiting to expire.

Poet: Riki aka Erika Long