Poems About Illness Seeking Friendly Advice
#illness
sweetdevil
CortneyB
CortneyB
Poem Published
7th Dec 2023 2:39am
7th Dec 2023 2:39am
How Do I Get It Out Of My Head?
There is one image I will never get out of my head
As much as I wish I could wash it from my memory forever
My father laying semi conscious in a hospital bed
Fighting the sedation when he hears us speaking in the hall nearby
An incision his collar to his waist
A tube down his throat,
A look of utter terror on his face
The nurse has us move away from the room
Trying to avoid startling him
My father needs his rest
Still as he can possibly be
My father kept trying to wake up
So they put him under
The phrase "medically...
As much as I wish I could wash it from my memory forever
My father laying semi conscious in a hospital bed
Fighting the sedation when he hears us speaking in the hall nearby
An incision his collar to his waist
A tube down his throat,
A look of utter terror on his face
The nurse has us move away from the room
Trying to avoid startling him
My father needs his rest
Still as he can possibly be
My father kept trying to wake up
So they put him under
The phrase "medically...
#father
#illness
145 reads
3 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
1st Dec 2023 2:14pm
1st Dec 2023 2:14pm
the bitch is back
covid has re-entered my system
snuck in like a thief in the night
temporary hold on my life
and everything hurts
but my lungs are the worst
an elephant sitting on my chest
wondering will my next breath be a gasp or a wheeze
when it rattles into me
working my inhaler overtime just to survive
danced this set before
I didn't want to move to this tune anymore
back to the meds & the bed
catch y'all on the flipside
snuck in like a thief in the night
temporary hold on my life
and everything hurts
but my lungs are the worst
an elephant sitting on my chest
wondering will my next breath be a gasp or a wheeze
when it rattles into me
working my inhaler overtime just to survive
danced this set before
I didn't want to move to this tune anymore
back to the meds & the bed
catch y'all on the flipside
#illness
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8 Comments
jmcchesnie
Joylyn
Joylyn
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2023 4:01pm
3rd Nov 2023 4:01pm
Rowdy
It's been so long ago
at least twenty years or so
your body hard and bloated
your head hanging low.
I had hoped that they could fix you
make you well once again
but the cost was far too great
for penniless owners, it had to wait.
So we brought you home that night
but you wouldn't come inside
you laid there in the driveway
such lonely, sad brown eyes.
I came and laid beside you
my eyes feeling up with tears
I covered you with a blanket
and told you not to fear.
Now your buried
just...
at least twenty years or so
your body hard and bloated
your head hanging low.
I had hoped that they could fix you
make you well once again
but the cost was far too great
for penniless owners, it had to wait.
So we brought you home that night
but you wouldn't come inside
you laid there in the driveway
such lonely, sad brown eyes.
I came and laid beside you
my eyes feeling up with tears
I covered you with a blanket
and told you not to fear.
Now your buried
just...
#death
#dogs
#animals #illness
#animals #illness
147 reads
6 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
5th Oct 2023 10:59am
5th Oct 2023 10:59am
Impenetrable Membranes
An October morning is hung with a thick haunting fog.
There are stories of unmentioned entities, that shift
within the heavy mist.
The monsters that emerge from the bog.
Visible enough to the human eye
To summon my mortal cries.
Monsters don't scare me,
it's losing your mind.
There was an angel statue beneath the tree.
I felt her eyes bore into the central core of my
aching need.
In silent transmission she said to me,
You will be happy someday, just not today.
On my heart sat a crushing weight.
She said my...
There are stories of unmentioned entities, that shift
within the heavy mist.
The monsters that emerge from the bog.
Visible enough to the human eye
To summon my mortal cries.
Monsters don't scare me,
it's losing your mind.
There was an angel statue beneath the tree.
I felt her eyes bore into the central core of my
aching need.
In silent transmission she said to me,
You will be happy someday, just not today.
On my heart sat a crushing weight.
She said my...
#strength
#hope
#monsters #illness
#monsters #illness
161 reads
13 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2023 11:02pm
2nd Oct 2023 11:02pm
Lady Macdeath
Kiss of death
Since Macbeth
Ten days imprisoned
Within my ivory tower
Like a wilting flower
Other than a four hour
Sojourn
No conquests, at the Conquest
No swords, at my behest
Blood was spilt
Drawn through the eye of a needle
No daggers drawn
Or Mick Jagger yawn
No nice Chianti
Dripping upon my liver
Silenced lambs
That would make me quiver
I have returned to my retreat
My castle in the sky
Further recluse'd
And people shy
My belly empty
And my throat is dry
This virus
Is...
Since Macbeth
Ten days imprisoned
Within my ivory tower
Like a wilting flower
Other than a four hour
Sojourn
No conquests, at the Conquest
No swords, at my behest
Blood was spilt
Drawn through the eye of a needle
No daggers drawn
Or Mick Jagger yawn
No nice Chianti
Dripping upon my liver
Silenced lambs
That would make me quiver
I have returned to my retreat
My castle in the sky
Further recluse'd
And people shy
My belly empty
And my throat is dry
This virus
Is...
#illness
#WilliamShakespeare
#healing #pandemic
#healing #pandemic
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1 Comment
missjem56
Poem Published
26th Sep 2023 2:29pm
26th Sep 2023 2:29pm
Feeling Covid Mouldy
My throat
Feels like
Ive been eating chainsaws
For breakfast
My nose
Could flood
The Thames Barrier
And my legs
Are made out of Jelly Babies
My shivers
Send me all in a quiver
Running hot, and cold
Like faulty central heating
Coughing
Sneezing
Most displeasing
And quite diseasing
I'm as contagious
As Camembert
(Brie, is not quite me)
But mostly
I'm like a mouldy blue cheese......
by Jemia
Feels like
Ive been eating chainsaws
For breakfast
My nose
Could flood
The Thames Barrier
And my legs
Are made out of Jelly Babies
My shivers
Send me all in a quiver
Running hot, and cold
Like faulty central heating
Coughing
Sneezing
Most displeasing
And quite diseasing
I'm as contagious
As Camembert
(Brie, is not quite me)
But mostly
I'm like a mouldy blue cheese......
by Jemia
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter
#illness #pandemic
#illness #pandemic
108 reads
2 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
8th Sep 2023 12:14pm
8th Sep 2023 12:14pm
the more things change the more they stay the same
she sat on the edge of the bed
pulling at her nightgown
ignoring the paramedics
checking her over
stared at me
weak
frail
disheveled
looked right through me
maybe seeing something else
because she definitely was unable
to see
me
some things never change
pulling at her nightgown
ignoring the paramedics
checking her over
stared at me
weak
frail
disheveled
looked right through me
maybe seeing something else
because she definitely was unable
to see
me
some things never change
#mother
#LifeStruggles
#illness
#aging
#metaphor
559 reads
43 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2023 2:11am
2nd Sep 2023 2:11am
Assimilation complete
A disease courses through the veins
Corrupting every molecule
Infecting the synapses of the brain
This sickness wants to rule
Control every fiber
Till you're caught in its web
Waiting to be devoured
Comes on slow
Like the mist around midnight
Then rapidly steals
Your perception and insight
Assimilation complete
No longer a man
You're just a drunk
Who can't even stand
Corrupting every molecule
Infecting the synapses of the brain
This sickness wants to rule
Control every fiber
Till you're caught in its web
Waiting to be devoured
Comes on slow
Like the mist around midnight
Then rapidly steals
Your perception and insight
Assimilation complete
No longer a man
You're just a drunk
Who can't even stand
#SelfHarm
#alcohol
#addiction
#illness
#MentalHealth
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2 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
18th Aug 2023 10:27pm
18th Aug 2023 10:27pm
Live another Day
I look forward
to dawn's golden light
radiant as it peeks
from the grey clouds
awakening from nights slumber
dewdrops embrace each grass blade
on Jasmine's fragrant petals
wet the passing squirrel
imitating early birds
scouring for food
rustling leaves symphonic tune
as gentle zephyr caresses
the new dawn
and I rejoice
I am still here
alive and breathing
to dawn's golden light
radiant as it peeks
from the grey clouds
awakening from nights slumber
dewdrops embrace each grass blade
on Jasmine's fragrant petals
wet the passing squirrel
imitating early birds
scouring for food
rustling leaves symphonic tune
as gentle zephyr caresses
the new dawn
and I rejoice
I am still here
alive and breathing
#illness
#healing
153 reads
8 Comments
thinlane
Poem Published
7th Jul 2023 8:55pm
7th Jul 2023 8:55pm
The Swipe
Lying here in a hospital bed
Feeling like death took a swipe at me
But just missed
Let me tell you a simple truth
When you can't breathe
You miss oxygen
Like a kid at camp
Misses his mom
It's a mournful longing
That fills your soul to the brim
Pushing the everyday
Right out of the picture
When you finally get a breath
You savour it like the finest wine
Man I was scared
It's not every day that you might die
Life sucks but I cling to it
Because life can get better
But dead just stays dead
Feeling like death took a swipe at me
But just missed
Let me tell you a simple truth
When you can't breathe
You miss oxygen
Like a kid at camp
Misses his mom
It's a mournful longing
That fills your soul to the brim
Pushing the everyday
Right out of the picture
When you finally get a breath
You savour it like the finest wine
Man I was scared
It's not every day that you might die
Life sucks but I cling to it
Because life can get better
But dead just stays dead
#illness
#vulnerability
213 reads
2 Comments
BlueBeastGirl
Beasty
Beasty
Poem Published
28th Jun 2023 5:20am
28th Jun 2023 5:20am
sometimes the caterpillar wants to die
#suicide
#illness
#FeelingTrapped
#disability
#weakness
289 reads
4 Comments
Maple666
Poem Published
9th Jun 2023 10:08pm
9th Jun 2023 10:08pm
Loss
Loss, it's enmeshed with control. Lose your employment Health, loved ones . Natural cycle of life In the long run, But we try to peddle Faster, to catch up, But we lose ourselves In contrived attempts at regaining the status quo Letting go, it's the hardest progress in life. At It's core it starts with regression which is just a temporary coping mechanism. We need to catch our breath and acclimatise to find acceptance, but it takes time and covers different terrains . The valleys and the plateaus. And finally the oasis, that Mountain top.
#grief
#death
#illness
#aging
#job
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