Poems about Illness
#illness
Poems about illness, a collection of poetry dealing with physical illness, the affect on the sufferer and the lives of those close to them. Poems about illness includes poetry about cancer, life limiting injuries and terminal illnesses.
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Damon
Damon
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:22am
Yesterday 8:22am
THE CHRONIC
We awake amongst each other on a daily
Enraptured in your strong arms on a nightly
Severity of your embrace fluctuates at times
On a scale of 1-10 many say that you're a dime
It should be a crime for you to have such a grip on us
Just for some time away we'd gladly ride in the back of the bus
No fuss nor cuss, just us having a moment of solace
You're so controlling that some want to join Christopher Wallace
Cause your malice is like an iron fist in a velvet gloved hand
Those who aren't afflicted with your addiction just don't...
Enraptured in your strong arms on a nightly
Severity of your embrace fluctuates at times
On a scale of 1-10 many say that you're a dime
It should be a crime for you to have such a grip on us
Just for some time away we'd gladly ride in the back of the bus
No fuss nor cuss, just us having a moment of solace
You're so controlling that some want to join Christopher Wallace
Cause your malice is like an iron fist in a velvet gloved hand
Those who aren't afflicted with your addiction just don't...
#drugs
#addiction
#illness
#hurt
#disability
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Honoria
Poem Published
14th Apr 2021 5:31pm
14th Apr 2021 5:31pm
Knockout!
14/30
Mental Vs. Physical
It went round and round
All and sundry wondering
Which would fall first
The call was close from the start
Mental came out swinging-
A little too early with dancing feet
Physical took a couple of swift
South paws to the chest
Yet stayed upright and in the fight
Psyche messed about with Mental
Pain tore up Physical and
Round four nearly ended both
Eyes locked on each other
Each desperately trying to win
Went down simultaneously
The Referee...
Mental Vs. Physical
It went round and round
All and sundry wondering
Which would fall first
The call was close from the start
Mental came out swinging-
A little too early with dancing feet
Physical took a couple of swift
South paws to the chest
Yet stayed upright and in the fight
Psyche messed about with Mental
Pain tore up Physical and
Round four nearly ended both
Eyes locked on each other
Each desperately trying to win
Went down simultaneously
The Referee...
#illness
#frustration
#NaPoWriMo2021
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DeaSiciliana
Poem Published
8th Apr 2021 5:48am
8th Apr 2021 5:48am
Trapped
I see him trapped within his own head
Picking at food but never really eating
Laying down to rest but never really sleeping
Walking around the house but not knowing where to go
I want to tell those shadows that scream at him
To leave him alone and come after me
I want to fight his battles because
that’s what mothers do
That’s the job I signed up for
Let me do it
Picking at food but never really eating
Laying down to rest but never really sleeping
Walking around the house but not knowing where to go
I want to tell those shadows that scream at him
To leave him alone and come after me
I want to fight his battles because
that’s what mothers do
That’s the job I signed up for
Let me do it
#anxiety
#SelfHarm
#bipolar
#illness
#MentalHealth
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DeaSiciliana
Poem Published
6th Apr 2021 7:05am
6th Apr 2021 7:05am
A Mom’s Realization
Today I sat silently as my son
My 2nd born
Told the doctor how many times
He had thoughts of suicide.
Tears ran down my cheeks
How did I not know?
I tried to be the best mom I could
But that wasn’t enough?
And then I realized as I listened
That this wasn’t about me
It’s about him...and those are the words
That I need to hear in the silence.
My 2nd born
Told the doctor how many times
He had thoughts of suicide.
Tears ran down my cheeks
How did I not know?
I tried to be the best mom I could
But that wasn’t enough?
And then I realized as I listened
That this wasn’t about me
It’s about him...and those are the words
That I need to hear in the silence.
#anxiety
#SelfHarm
#bipolar
#illness
#MentalHealth
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Kimacrylic
Poem Published
5th Apr 2021 5:59pm
5th Apr 2021 5:59pm
Plastic Pills
Plastic Pills"
The waft of pinks and purples enter my soul, hitching with each ragged breath.
I Scribble the doodles dedicated to imagined obsessions and grandeur.
My mouth tastes of old, rancid plastic pills with minute, unsatisfying flavors.
I dry heave kisses and toxic words upon the soft plump lips of secrets.
My Winter scared his Summer away only to leave him in a pile of frosted dust.
I sweat out the memories of purity with a smile that is of stone.
I shrug off the sight of you with a guilt coated in magnetic...
The waft of pinks and purples enter my soul, hitching with each ragged breath.
I Scribble the doodles dedicated to imagined obsessions and grandeur.
My mouth tastes of old, rancid plastic pills with minute, unsatisfying flavors.
I dry heave kisses and toxic words upon the soft plump lips of secrets.
My Winter scared his Summer away only to leave him in a pile of frosted dust.
I sweat out the memories of purity with a smile that is of stone.
I shrug off the sight of you with a guilt coated in magnetic...
#depression
#addiction
#illness
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A_Failed_Artist
Poem Published
31st Mar 2021 9:52pm
31st Mar 2021 9:52pm
Complications
Where does it hurt?
Here in the head
There in the bladder
Everywhere in my body
I was sickened before and I'm sickened now
I should have listened
Now I'm in bed sipping cranberry juice
Here in the head
There in the bladder
Everywhere in my body
I was sickened before and I'm sickened now
I should have listened
Now I'm in bed sipping cranberry juice
#illness
#frustration
#healing
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Grace
Idryad
Idryad
Poem Published
26th Mar 2021 11:16pm
26th Mar 2021 11:16pm
FLASHDANCE
walls whitewashed
stuck in visions of pain
battling with internal heat
willing for it to end
uneven footholds
fighting goliath
pain and heartache
holding hands and laughing
jauntily dancing 'over dale over vale'
flopping me back on wet sheets
as the chained charm broke
I thought I'd see you soon
My heart is just missing You.
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/130267-lighted-paths/
stuck in visions of pain
battling with internal heat
willing for it to end
uneven footholds
fighting goliath
pain and heartache
holding hands and laughing
jauntily dancing 'over dale over vale'
flopping me back on wet sheets
as the chained charm broke
I thought I'd see you soon
My heart is just missing You.
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/130267-lighted-paths/
#love
#memories
#illness
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Eerie
Poem Published
20th Mar 2021 00:55am
20th Mar 2021 00:55am
Questions In the Vast
How are we to shoulder our burdens
when mortal weight is crushing us?
Is there a cosmic plan greater than the loss?
I need to understand the way
you weave these things, because this feels
like pictures of death we work so hard to avoid.
Stumbling up cloudy stairs, I reach out a hand
in need of help to round the next corner with grace.
Why won't you help...
On my knees, crawling in the belly
of ever-shrinking possibilities, screams emit
from lips crusted with bloody words: dead before
they bounce against your ears. ...
when mortal weight is crushing us?
Is there a cosmic plan greater than the loss?
I need to understand the way
you weave these things, because this feels
like pictures of death we work so hard to avoid.
Stumbling up cloudy stairs, I reach out a hand
in need of help to round the next corner with grace.
Why won't you help...
On my knees, crawling in the belly
of ever-shrinking possibilities, screams emit
from lips crusted with bloody words: dead before
they bounce against your ears. ...
#anger
#God
#illness #frustration
#illness #frustration
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Taurek
Poem Published
12th Mar 2021 4:28am
12th Mar 2021 4:28am
Jon Torso
You don’t like me because
art is real and you don’t
know how it can
serve
you
we keep going
we see the sheep for
what it is and
reward the
wolf
my truck got broken into for the
first time in twenty years and
the only thing stolen was
a set of keys for
a house I look
after out in
Brentwood
now Pandora opens up her
conspiracy box and now
I’m looking out my
window every
thirty seconds
and calling up
locksmiths
now “she said” held ...
art is real and you don’t
know how it can
serve
you
we keep going
we see the sheep for
what it is and
reward the
wolf
my truck got broken into for the
first time in twenty years and
the only thing stolen was
a set of keys for
a house I look
after out in
Brentwood
now Pandora opens up her
conspiracy box and now
I’m looking out my
window every
thirty seconds
and calling up
locksmiths
now “she said” held ...
#animals
#cars
#illness
#prison
#art
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
11th Mar 2021 2:31am
11th Mar 2021 2:31am
Hospice Nurse Gives A Non-Evasive Prognosis
I' d say, maybe another y
e
a
r."
The mouth of many years eXperience with
the
last
few.
months of patience's lives. All docs been evasive
at best..
Another year. Imagine that will'ye?
This is chApter One....more to...
e
a
r."
The mouth of many years eXperience with
the
last
few.
months of patience's lives. All docs been evasive
at best..
Another year. Imagine that will'ye?
This is chApter One....more to...
#death
#FreeVerse
#illness #disability
#illness #disability
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HadesRising
Poem Published
9th Mar 2021 00:09am
9th Mar 2021 00:09am
VOLATILE
Madness coalescing inside this sickened stain of mind
Can't find the time to fix the sick darkness that always finds
The seizures that drive me forward
I can feel it pulsing like a monster inside my veins
That drains with pain eating, fleeting, leading me to the grave
I can't stop the flame anymore
ADDICTED TO SELF DESTRUCTION
Relentlessly so tirelessly
I break every mirror I find
DESTROY ALL HOPE
So violently and balefully
Reckless in my downfall
VOLATILE, I WILL SELF DESTRUCT
I am a pitch perfect...
Can't find the time to fix the sick darkness that always finds
The seizures that drive me forward
I can feel it pulsing like a monster inside my veins
That drains with pain eating, fleeting, leading me to the grave
I can't stop the flame anymore
ADDICTED TO SELF DESTRUCTION
Relentlessly so tirelessly
I break every mirror I find
DESTROY ALL HOPE
So violently and balefully
Reckless in my downfall
VOLATILE, I WILL SELF DESTRUCT
I am a pitch perfect...
#dark
#illness
#diabetes
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nomoth
Poem Published
6th Mar 2021 10:57pm
6th Mar 2021 10:57pm
marriages...of bramble, beetle eggs and tortoise shells
pour clary
tea
into saltpots
esther
I am in sin
all ghosts
lay in my glasses
their library breathes heavy
they refuse
to face the open window
the lie didn't work
it was a poor
and malconceived plan
I had been recognized
within a crowd
in some text
the flavor of a meal
in ways the broads
of a bramble breaks ...
tea
into saltpots
esther
I am in sin
all ghosts
lay in my glasses
their library breathes heavy
they refuse
to face the open window
the lie didn't work
it was a poor
and malconceived plan
I had been recognized
within a crowd
in some text
the flavor of a meal
in ways the broads
of a bramble breaks ...
#LifeStruggles
#countryside
#illness
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