Poems About Illness Seeking Friendly Advice
#illness
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:35pm
Yesterday 10:35pm
hospital days #2 random thoughts
1. Why do all the triage nurses
have red hair?
2. It took 4 people to hold
my kiddo down just so
they could get blood
into 3 tiny vials
3. Do all canteen coffees
taste like dirt?
4. Trapping an ADHD child
in a small room with a tired parent
while the kiddo gets
their energy back
is a unique kind of hell
5. I haven't showered in 3 days
and my scalp itches
6. Is it possible to get
RSI from playing Minecraft?
7. I let my kid press
all the non-essential...
have red hair?
2. It took 4 people to hold
my kiddo down just so
they could get blood
into 3 tiny vials
3. Do all canteen coffees
taste like dirt?
4. Trapping an ADHD child
in a small room with a tired parent
while the kiddo gets
their energy back
is a unique kind of hell
5. I haven't showered in 3 days
and my scalp itches
6. Is it possible to get
RSI from playing Minecraft?
7. I let my kid press
all the non-essential...
#illness
#LifeStruggles
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:24am
Yesterday 8:24am
hospital days #1
Autumn came
while I was in
a temperature controlled
hospital room
with my son
I sit outside
in the cool breeze
in the wrong clothes
and drink a coffee in silence
out here there is no
beeping machines
no children crying
no sleep deprived
stressed out parents
somewhere between
the edge of tears
and ripping the universe in half
My son is sick
but so far no one can tell
us how or why
and we've been working
our way down a list
we call the process
of...
while I was in
a temperature controlled
hospital room
with my son
I sit outside
in the cool breeze
in the wrong clothes
and drink a coffee in silence
out here there is no
beeping machines
no children crying
no sleep deprived
stressed out parents
somewhere between
the edge of tears
and ripping the universe in half
My son is sick
but so far no one can tell
us how or why
and we've been working
our way down a list
we call the process
of...
#anger
#illness
#relationships
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2 Comments
JohnWilksLincoln
Poem Published
8th Apr 2025 6:38pm
8th Apr 2025 6:38pm
To My Grandmother
Throughout the past couple of months, I’ve been watching my grandmother’s health fluctuate vastly. I enter her room and don’t know whether to expect a natural or forced smile. I’ve seen tears roll down her face as she tries to remain strong, knowing her time is limited. The pain has become simply unbearable. I find myself weak in these moments. Something so important to me but far outside of my ability to help.
So what do you do?
Do you sit back and watch as the woman who has shown you nothing but love since birth die? Do you acknowledge the reality and make the most...
So what do you do?
Do you sit back and watch as the woman who has shown you nothing but love since birth die? Do you acknowledge the reality and make the most...
#death
#family
#hope
#illness
#love
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
27th Mar 2025 2:02am
27th Mar 2025 2:02am
Chronic Fatigue
On top of trying to have a healthy lifestyle, I also have chronic fatigue.
It's a condition that exercise can worsen the symptoms. Many people with chronic fatigue are perfectionists and have had trauma. It's like the brain is so exhausted from having to survive such a harsh environment that the brain shuts down.
I need more sleep than the average person. I have to sleep during the day, and this is not just due to my medication. It's due to the fact that I've always been this way since I was a kid. Always had to sleep and nap and everything else.
It doesn't...
It's a condition that exercise can worsen the symptoms. Many people with chronic fatigue are perfectionists and have had trauma. It's like the brain is so exhausted from having to survive such a harsh environment that the brain shuts down.
I need more sleep than the average person. I have to sleep during the day, and this is not just due to my medication. It's due to the fact that I've always been this way since I was a kid. Always had to sleep and nap and everything else.
It doesn't...
#illness
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rksingh
Poem Published
24th Mar 2025 6:41am
24th Mar 2025 6:41am
COVID-19
Punitive
corona virus--
lépreuse
some say it's invasion
the barbarian without
quarantined
I clear my throat
behind the face mask
breathe in unknown viruses
suffer new repressions
now lockdown
cut off life:
castration
Hugo said monasticism
resisting death
--R K Singh
corona virus--
lépreuse
some say it's invasion
the barbarian without
quarantined
I clear my throat
behind the face mask
breathe in unknown viruses
suffer new repressions
now lockdown
cut off life:
castration
Hugo said monasticism
resisting death
--R K Singh
#illness
#pandemic
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Songbird83
Steven W.
Steven W.
Poem Published
20th Mar 2025 3:04am
20th Mar 2025 3:04am
Infected
You always make me feel like I’m dead inside.
You try to stab me with your dirty needles
and cover my scars to watch them heal with time.
Add some poison to my blood and shake well.
Leave me with painful splinters stuck in my mind.
I can’t erase the haunting memories of hell
-Cause you’re an infection
to all those around you
you cause a corruption
to start spreading from you- (Chorus)
You often make me feel like I’m sick all over,
stuffing all of your hate, love, and fear inside of me.
It is a deadly illness like no...
You try to stab me with your dirty needles
and cover my scars to watch them heal with time.
Add some poison to my blood and shake well.
Leave me with painful splinters stuck in my mind.
I can’t erase the haunting memories of hell
-Cause you’re an infection
to all those around you
you cause a corruption
to start spreading from you- (Chorus)
You often make me feel like I’m sick all over,
stuffing all of your hate, love, and fear inside of me.
It is a deadly illness like no...
#conflict
#illness
#lyrics
#metaphor
#relationships
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 3:52am
2nd Mar 2025 3:52am
Dear Creator, we need to talk
Five days of constant pain
five days or wanting to break
the forth wall of reality
and talk to whoever thought
creating nerve endings
was a good idea
My body betrays me
I take meds for nausea
I take meds for pain
I sleep too much
and don't eat enough
five days of counting down
some unknown number
like there is a known solution
at the end of infinity
No one tells you
how time slows down
becomes infinity
with ad breaks
where maybe I can get up
go for a walk ...
five days or wanting to break
the forth wall of reality
and talk to whoever thought
creating nerve endings
was a good idea
My body betrays me
I take meds for nausea
I take meds for pain
I sleep too much
and don't eat enough
five days of counting down
some unknown number
like there is a known solution
at the end of infinity
No one tells you
how time slows down
becomes infinity
with ad breaks
where maybe I can get up
go for a walk ...
#disability
#illness
#LifeStruggles
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missjem56
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 3:37pm
2nd Feb 2025 3:37pm
Not Dead Yet!
Today, on the last day of January, about 15 minutes ago
I felt my heart begin to slow
After palpitations, and much sweat
And lots of retching, but not finished yet
Taken aspirin, and bisoprolol heart meds
Asi sit here upon my (death) bed
Ever aware of my mortal coil
Awaiting my time beneath the soil
Had the same, only worse
Was my christmay day morning curse
I hope can understand, and clearly see
Why i didn't want to spend 'This' day at A&E
So i took my chances, and stayed in my flat
Then fell asleep, where...
I felt my heart begin to slow
After palpitations, and much sweat
And lots of retching, but not finished yet
Taken aspirin, and bisoprolol heart meds
Asi sit here upon my (death) bed
Ever aware of my mortal coil
Awaiting my time beneath the soil
Had the same, only worse
Was my christmay day morning curse
I hope can understand, and clearly see
Why i didn't want to spend 'This' day at A&E
So i took my chances, and stayed in my flat
Then fell asleep, where...
#illness
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles #philosophical
#LifeStruggles #philosophical
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missjem56
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 12:02pm
27th Jan 2025 12:02pm
A Royal Thrown!
Yesterday
My derriere
Became
My dire rear!
I sat upon
No stools
Just my throne
As my insides
Abdicated
No longer stone
by Jemia
My derriere
Became
My dire rear!
I sat upon
No stools
Just my throne
As my insides
Abdicated
No longer stone
by Jemia
#illness
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
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goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
1st Jan 2025 5:07am
1st Jan 2025 5:07am
new year (same issues)
here
it is,
a brand
new year,
and
unfortunately
i carried
with me
now
the same
pain that
i had
hoped
to leave
behind
with the
old year.
it is,
a brand
new year,
and
unfortunately
i carried
with me
now
the same
pain that
i had
hoped
to leave
behind
with the
old year.
#disability
#hurt
#illness
#vulnerability
#weakness
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AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
28th Dec 2024 8:46am
28th Dec 2024 8:46am
Dubbed Deciet
smiling
faces
scare me
their knives
are much more
sharper
when they talk
it's like a dubbed
kung fu movie
the sounds
don't match
the lip movement
everything is
a twisted
conversation
full of
silent
hazards
out
of my
league
in these
shark infested
waters
cold
ruthless
dead eyes
legal
murderers
of hope
faces
scare me
their knives
are much more
sharper
when they talk
it's like a dubbed
kung fu movie
the sounds
don't match
the lip movement
everything is
a twisted
conversation
full of
silent
hazards
out
of my
league
in these
shark infested
waters
cold
ruthless
dead eyes
legal
murderers
of hope
#deception
#disability
#illness #lies
#illness #lies
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missjem56
Poem Published
25th Dec 2024 7:51pm
25th Dec 2024 7:51pm
What Xmas?
ive been awake for about one hour (since about 6:30pm) best laid plans didn't come together. i still hadn't got to sleep by 8am this xmas morning, but thinking that part 2 of my plan for 1200 Postcards may still be on. but then i fell ill, collapsed on my bedroom floor sweating profusely, panting, and nausea, so was grateful about 20 minutes later i was able to make my way to the bathroom, and finally back to bed, asleep by 9:30 am, so have just slept for 9 hours. the day is not over, but i don't fancy a xmas dinner (i can do that tomorrow, so still got that to look forward to, yum!) but for...
#Christmas
#disappointment
#illness #LifeAsAWriter
#illness #LifeAsAWriter
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