Turned to Stone

Muscles encased,

The joints all fused,

Skin deformed

And badly bruised

Disfigurement grows,

And a spreading web is sown

Down the neck,

To the spine

From the toes

And to the eyes

To stop its path you use

All the strength that you can hone

But it spreads,

Mutates and grows

Through the skin

It starts to show

Locked in place,

Like a statue made entirely of bone

Time ticks on,

Slow and painful

Growing disfigured

And feeling so shameful

You wait and watch

As your body turns to stone

Frozen from

The inside out, it spreads

Like ice on branches

That are next to dead

But you are still aware

And all of this is felt and known

Photo Inspiration found on Wikipedia of

the rare disease Fibrodysplasia ossificans progressiva

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