My Condition ---- for the Sweet Death, One Drop at a Time Comp

My Condition
 
My Condition affects me
Affects everything about me
It’s a condition where folks
All too easily joke and jibe about
Yet it will kill you stone dead
It will reduce you to a torso
It will make a man
Into just half a man
 
I pinch my stomach
For the second time today
I inject what looks like semen
Into the pinched inch
Mostly it is painless
But every so often
It stings and burns
Not really sure why,  
Feels like a punishment
 
Ignore this at your peril
Many ignore the diagnoses
I felt physically invincible
Shrugged of the prognosis
A cut and ulcer on my wee toe
Lead to the amputation of a foot
Lead to the amputation above the knee
Led to the amputation of the other leg
Left with phantom pains
And still feeling both limbs
 
Neuropathic electric shock pains
Are intermittent but make you jump
The same pain affects arms and fingers
The whole thing is like demon torture
There is no real respite available
Short of overdosing on morphine
You are still in pain
But your brain doesn’t register it
 
I was an ex-boxer
I was a night club bouncer
I was a highland warrior
Nicknamed the human forklift truck
A gentle giant unless fucked with
A man, a real man, taking no shit
Family security and protector
An Invincible superhero
No pants over panty hose
 
In a short time it was all taken away
And replaced by a man I don’t recognise
Half a man, a man of no regard
Pointed at by children and parents
Laughed at by children and parents
Slowly dying inside, too hard to bare
I am a shadow, a past memory
Just a burden to others
Tortured and tormented by
The demon Diabeties