Bilateral Amputee
Just living life without legs. Yes this poem is about ME!!

My life has become an overbearing, overwhelming, frustrating journeyΒ
ever since I became a bilateral amputee
I'm stil the same person I once used to be
I'm still going to live life like I'm young, wild, and free
So I don't quite understand why people are treating me so differently
People no longer glance, but now stare at me disgustingly
People no longer whisper, but now talk so loudly,.. about me
ever since this happened, a lot has changed undoubtedly
sadly, now, I don't even feel like me
but that's for me to decipher, and not anyone else BUT ME!
Everyone used to love being around me, I was the life of the party
now everyone has strayed, and I'm left to sit in my room, alone, feeling so empty
People these days make me feel like I'm some evil catastrophe
They look at me like I belong in a cage! It makes me see red and become so enraged!
I'm not a circus "freak"! I'm not something you find off the damn streets!
I'm me, no wait, I'm a human and my fking name is Stephanie
I wish people would stop acting like this is so damn easy
It's easy for you, it's easy for them, because everyone around me is still a whole body
No one understands what it's like missing part of yourself because now I don't feel like I'm somebody
People, especially these days, have no fear of telling me now that I'm nobody
But I'm not letting them or my lack of mobility drag me down
even when I do need to ask for help and get nothing in return but an unpleasant frown
This is a journey I know I need to start, and I will, on my time, when I'm ready, and on my own
Yes, I have my prosthetic legs, but right now they just sit in my closet
It's hard trying to get used to something you absolutely hate!
because having to learn how to use something that you once had naturally
is beyond exhausting, it's beyond "exciting" and they just don't personally match me
I'm still very able, I'm still very capable, I'm not a vegetable, I'm just labeled as "disabled!"Β
Ugh, people, listen, look, I can still do this and I can still do that
I often try to pretend and act like I'm okay, but in my mind I'm losing control and its nothing but a constant combat
because people are always telling me to just get up and go, move on and eventually it'll be something I forget
and this literally makes me want to go from calm to psycho because let's be honest hereΒ
if the situation was reversed, would losing part of you be something you could handle, though?Β
to forget that you were born with something that is now gone forever, to move on like it was nothing but a breeze?
I don't depend on my wheelchair so I'm practically crawling, dismantling my knees, so people please!,
Before you try and tell me what I need to do, please take a moment and put yourself in my lack of shoes.
Stephanie Davis
12/08/2024
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Good to see you backΒ
Thank you. It's good to be back!! I have so much more I need to write about. I won't be going away for a while this time. I've got to get my readers back!
Hello Stephanie...
Nothing can keep a good woman down...
ββββββHave to seen that guy who runs the Track?
He looks like he's running on little ski's...
He's very handsome...
ββββββWhen you run the Track don't tell him I said that just tell him I said Hi...
Okay?
Maybe, you can take him out for Pizza or something...
If he has a girlfriend...
Don't give up...
You're on the Track...
10 No's will get you a Yes...
ππ
We won't talk about the itch you have to scratch and there's not a Leg there...
Darn nerves...
I know you're amazing...
Great write!
Thank you for sharing...
sparrowsong
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Thank you this means so much to me. It's been a rough last two years but I'm not giving up. And writing is helping me now that I'm allowing myself back into the real world where I can let go of my emotions and my anger and even my pain through my words. I have a lot to work out still but I'm getting there, I promise. π
Hello Stephanie...
I know you are...
βββββYou must know how strong you are...
It's difficult sometimes to remind yourself God doesn't give you more than you can handle isn't it?
ββββββYou're probably wondering why did God make you so strong?
I think you know the answer but, it's hard when you're feeling the pain to try and help someone else...
Right?
Could it be the pain leading you to moments to be shared?
Just imagine how much stronger you're going to be...
Move over Hercules Stephanie's coming...
π
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I adore you so much!! Thank you for this and for the boost of confidence and for the tremendous amount of support. π
This poem is an intensely personal and deeply emotional piece that captures the struggles, frustrations, and resilience of living as a bilateral amputee. The raw honesty in the writing is both heartbreaking and empowering, highlighting societal judgments, personal battles, and the journey toward self-acceptance. The poet skillfully conveys the pain of being treated differently while asserting their humanity and worth. It is a powerful reminder to approach others with empathy and respect. The line "I'm not a circus 'freak,' I'm not something you find off the damn streets!" is particularly striking in emphasizing the poet's demand for dignity. Truly a moving and thought-provoking piece.
Wow. Thank you so much for this comment.. I was hoping someone understood. Just truly truly truly thank you! I'm still adapting, still learning but I'm not giving up. I refuse to.Β
Stephanie, reading your poem was both shocking and deeply emotional. Is it true that youβve lost both legs?
Your words have truly touched and ignited my heart. The way youβve expressed your emotions and pain is incredibly moving. May God give you even more strength!
This will be my second winter without my legs. Thank you for your comment β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈ
:'( i m sorry
Don't be. I still have my life. π
it takes great strength to move on with life. your spirit reminds me of my daughter's she had cancer and lost her left hand. wonderfully written masterpiece. thank you for sharing your courage and strength
Awe. Thank you. I'm so sorry to hear about her hand. When we have a want to live and a will to live we will naturally adapt. If what can't be naturally adapted to, we compromise and use what we're able to, to achieve what we want while still being prominently independent. It is something I wouldn't want anyone to have to go through but it is something I wish more people could have an understanding of. If this makes sense I hope it does. I've been having problems lately concentrating. Much love ππ