Poems About Illness Seeking Friendly Advice
#illness
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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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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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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each day hurts
unfortunately,
i feel
just as
i look,
the sun
comes up,
hours pass
and then
the moon
waves,
another
morning
and things
haven't
changed,
my body
in pain,
i feel
it there
to greet
me each
new day.
i feel
just as
i look,
the sun
comes up,
hours pass
and then
the moon
waves,
another
morning
and things
haven't
changed,
my body
in pain,
i feel
it there
to greet
me each
new day.
#disability
#emotional
#illness
#suffering
#vulnerability
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Barren
It's with sadness, and regret
Although it hasn't happened yet
That retrospectively, some later day
The sadness i'll feel, for missing this saturday
As i'[ve been feeling quite unwell
Missing saturday, will be like hell
No poetry, music, or dance
Illness will force me to miss the chance
My hopes are low, that i will go
Only time will truly show
Current signs, are none to good
I hope to make it, if i could
No winter wonderland to address
Just a winter barreness
Things currently looking bleak
That i'll...
Although it hasn't happened yet
That retrospectively, some later day
The sadness i'll feel, for missing this saturday
As i'[ve been feeling quite unwell
Missing saturday, will be like hell
No poetry, music, or dance
Illness will force me to miss the chance
My hopes are low, that i will go
Only time will truly show
Current signs, are none to good
I hope to make it, if i could
No winter wonderland to address
Just a winter barreness
Things currently looking bleak
That i'll...
#depression
#illness
#LifeAsAWriter #LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter #LifeStruggles
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The Checked Box
It’s not in my head.
You keep telling me, “The labs look great, the scans are clean. Maybe, it’s your brain that needs fixing. Maybe… you should try therapy.”
Try therapy? I’ve tried therapy.
I’ve worked through every last emotion until all that’s left is red rage, because there is nothing more to uncover. Nothing more to see than a doctor whose blinders have blinded me.
You make me question every question I ask. Make me wonder, maybe it is all in my head. Because if there was something really wrong, if it was really that bad, someone would’ve figured it...
You keep telling me, “The labs look great, the scans are clean. Maybe, it’s your brain that needs fixing. Maybe… you should try therapy.”
Try therapy? I’ve tried therapy.
I’ve worked through every last emotion until all that’s left is red rage, because there is nothing more to uncover. Nothing more to see than a doctor whose blinders have blinded me.
You make me question every question I ask. Make me wonder, maybe it is all in my head. Because if there was something really wrong, if it was really that bad, someone would’ve figured it...
#anxiety
#confusion
#despair
#frustration
#illness
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too tired
i wake up
each morning
with more
physical pain,
(except
when i
sleep for
a few
hours during
my day),
than i don't
want to
continue
enduring,
ailments
it seems
i inherited
from my
mother,
and knowing
that the
government
refuses to
compensate
me fully
does not
help an
already bad
situation.
each morning
with more
physical pain,
(except
when i
sleep for
a few
hours during
my day),
than i don't
want to
continue
enduring,
ailments
it seems
i inherited
from my
mother,
and knowing
that the
government
refuses to
compensate
me fully
does not
help an
already bad
situation.
#disability
#illness
#insomnia
#vulnerability
#weakness
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A Proxy For The Poxy Poxes
Make love
not war
Choices
Of the
pox
Or
a nuclear
black box
One is curable
with meds
The other
results
in multiple deads
by Jemia
not war
Choices
Of the
pox
Or
a nuclear
black box
One is curable
with meds
The other
results
in multiple deads
by Jemia
#death
#illness
#sex #war
#sex #war
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Fugging Flu
I was struck down with flu
when the world once vibrant
was shadowed by fear
as a certain virus danced in the air
whispers of illness crept in
strewing fearful frightening scenes
shadows grim eclipsed all hopes
bring out your dead
faces masked with strips of material
everything felt so dreadfully surreal
eyes darted into everyone’s faces
are you ill, are you contaminated
my kin put to sleep
my other kin went to slumber
all never to awaken
ending in a common grave for victims
I prayed not...
when the world once vibrant
was shadowed by fear
as a certain virus danced in the air
whispers of illness crept in
strewing fearful frightening scenes
shadows grim eclipsed all hopes
bring out your dead
faces masked with strips of material
everything felt so dreadfully surreal
eyes darted into everyone’s faces
are you ill, are you contaminated
my kin put to sleep
my other kin went to slumber
all never to awaken
ending in a common grave for victims
I prayed not...
#faith
#illness
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Sick
head heavy like stone
sandpaper lining my throat
can't keep my eyes o....
.
sandpaper lining my throat
can't keep my eyes o....
.
#illness
#senryu
#sleep #suffering
#sleep #suffering
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Torture
As I lay trying to fall into slumber
I note my throbbing hands in silence
In time with my beating heart
Searching the inner and outer worlds for peace
For that turnoff to slumber that refreshes
To rest easy
To calm oneself
To be renewed as I should ... supressed
Feeling the notion of rest slipping away into the aether
Replaced by numbness
Numb to time
Numb to pain
Numb to care
Uncomfortably Numb
Delusion replaces thoughtfulness
Derangement rashness
Am I dreaming?
I wish it so
Am I...
I note my throbbing hands in silence
In time with my beating heart
Searching the inner and outer worlds for peace
For that turnoff to slumber that refreshes
To rest easy
To calm oneself
To be renewed as I should ... supressed
Feeling the notion of rest slipping away into the aether
Replaced by numbness
Numb to time
Numb to pain
Numb to care
Uncomfortably Numb
Delusion replaces thoughtfulness
Derangement rashness
Am I dreaming?
I wish it so
Am I...
#illness
#love
#MentalHealth
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homo unius libri
I found it on a dark ramble
down long halls of doors
listened thru but never opened
my one bare foot drug on marbled floors
a door opened, yet not by me
inside I twirled in curtain filtered sunlight
the only furniture in the middle of the room
and on it sat a most marvelous sight
it’s texture on fingertips felt devine
it’s square shape beautifully pleasing
a thick shell over thinner pieces puzzling
yet begging to be pulled was so teasing
fingers curled under I lifted the top
it swung open revealing hidden treasure
black on...
down long halls of doors
listened thru but never opened
my one bare foot drug on marbled floors
a door opened, yet not by me
inside I twirled in curtain filtered sunlight
the only furniture in the middle of the room
and on it sat a most marvelous sight
it’s texture on fingertips felt devine
it’s square shape beautifully pleasing
a thick shell over thinner pieces puzzling
yet begging to be pulled was so teasing
fingers curled under I lifted the top
it swung open revealing hidden treasure
black on...
#illness
#nightmares
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