Sweat Equity

I have invested so much in trying.
So as, not to be actively dying.

I stop & I waste immediately.
Pounds, day by day, just melting off of me.

Hunger deserts me & my sleep grows thin.
Then, pain inflames both my joints & my skin.

I hurt regardless; but I know the cause…
It’s actively sore or bed riding pause.

So I play cheerleader & poison pick.
I’ll try, til I can’t, to shun the worse sick.