Poems About Illness Seeking Friendly Advice
#illness
missjem56
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2023 11:26pm
3rd Jun 2023 11:26pm
A Heartbeat Away
After a long day
I'm still beeping
When mayhaps
I should be sleeping
But i'm pretending
To be not dead instead
So my half cider
Wriggled, and tickled Inside her
Then two pints more later
Like a hungry alligator
I quaff Therefore I am
As i listen to the sounds
Of the DJ
As my feet tap
Cider without Rosie
Within this posy Of possibilities
And strange realities
Then i enter another portal
Of the profound
Not to astound
Quaff more fermented apples
As the alarming
And...
I'm still beeping
When mayhaps
I should be sleeping
But i'm pretending
To be not dead instead
So my half cider
Wriggled, and tickled Inside her
Then two pints more later
Like a hungry alligator
I quaff Therefore I am
As i listen to the sounds
Of the DJ
As my feet tap
Cider without Rosie
Within this posy Of possibilities
And strange realities
Then i enter another portal
Of the profound
Not to astound
Quaff more fermented apples
As the alarming
And...
#heartbroken
#LifeStruggles
#illness #healing
#illness #healing
178 reads
1 Comment
BlueBeastGirl
Beasty
Beasty
Poem Published
8th May 2023 9:06pm
8th May 2023 9:06pm
Hello Whiskey, it's me again
The burning taste of failure heavy in my throat
Fought with that wonderful amber liquid kryptonite
Here's to being drowned in a failed savior complex
One more sip, one more mistake, one more time I'm wrong
I shouldn't be drinking I can agree with that
but this bottle is something I can't say no to
Fuck the people who keep telling me it's okay
It is not okay to be me and fail so hard so often
So let me drink myself to sleep please, please
Let the amber arms comfort me into oblivion
Taste of sleep and memories I want to forget
Just let me...
Fought with that wonderful amber liquid kryptonite
Here's to being drowned in a failed savior complex
One more sip, one more mistake, one more time I'm wrong
I shouldn't be drinking I can agree with that
but this bottle is something I can't say no to
Fuck the people who keep telling me it's okay
It is not okay to be me and fail so hard so often
So let me drink myself to sleep please, please
Let the amber arms comfort me into oblivion
Taste of sleep and memories I want to forget
Just let me...
#depression
#grief
#shame
#illness
#despair
444 reads
14 Comments
TheFutureEmbrace
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2023 7:08am
3rd Apr 2023 7:08am
Husk
I just need to numb the pain.
Amber elixir
or ceramic white powder
Sins of the soulless
You’re my saviour
When all hope feels lost
Didn’t I say that?
With tissues, red stains
O, how I waver
As senses burn out
How can I stay here
These collapsing lungs
Ill-gotten behaviour
And years become decades
The haze has no flavour
My...
Amber elixir
or ceramic white powder
Sins of the soulless
You’re my saviour
When all hope feels lost
Didn’t I say that?
With tissues, red stains
O, how I waver
As senses burn out
How can I stay here
These collapsing lungs
Ill-gotten behaviour
And years become decades
The haze has no flavour
My...
#addiction
#illness
#morality
428 reads
4 Comments
Elenore
Poem Published
28th Mar 2023 00:31am
28th Mar 2023 00:31am
Be Aware, It's Still Out There
I’m in an unsettled state of mind.
I’m pensive.
In the back of my mind I am followed close behind.
Accompanied by shadows of change, disoriented by something strange.
I didn’t like when my fever did spike.
Odd, peculiar dreams turned to nightmares, giving me such a fright.
I was suspicious it was the virus of this troubling pandemic,
apprehensive of the pink line forming on that test strip.
What went through my mind, you ask.
Did I think thoughts of dread?
You bet I did, even thought about being dead, God...
I’m pensive.
In the back of my mind I am followed close behind.
Accompanied by shadows of change, disoriented by something strange.
I didn’t like when my fever did spike.
Odd, peculiar dreams turned to nightmares, giving me such a fright.
I was suspicious it was the virus of this troubling pandemic,
apprehensive of the pink line forming on that test strip.
What went through my mind, you ask.
Did I think thoughts of dread?
You bet I did, even thought about being dead, God...
#illness
#pandemic
243 reads
4 Comments
copingwithwords__
Poem Published
7th Feb 2023 6:48pm
7th Feb 2023 6:48pm
again.
and in seconds i’m sick to my stomach
again
just thinking, thinking too much
i don’t even fear to judge
myself, thinking without having solutions
adding up, they’re all contributions
to waking up in a hospital bed and
too many hours in my head
sick to my stomach
ashamed, terrified
i am not alive
and in seconds i‘m sick to my stomach
again
by thinking -
thinking
will i ever be healthy
thinking
will i ever be enough
thinking
not feeling
thinking
too much
again.
again
just thinking, thinking too much
i don’t even fear to judge
myself, thinking without having solutions
adding up, they’re all contributions
to waking up in a hospital bed and
too many hours in my head
sick to my stomach
ashamed, terrified
i am not alive
and in seconds i‘m sick to my stomach
again
by thinking -
thinking
will i ever be healthy
thinking
will i ever be enough
thinking
not feeling
thinking
too much
again.
#shame
#illness
#suffering
#fear
#weakness
272 reads
3 Comments
Elenore
Poem Published
4th Feb 2023 6:53pm
4th Feb 2023 6:53pm
Waiting In The Wings
I dreamt we sobbed together.
Anger stood at the top of the stairs and yelled at us.
We ignored it, told it to go away.
We were overcome with grief.
The miles driven, the time taken, the sacrifice.
The gut aches, the pain, that burned out feeling.
The smells, the sights and sounds, the compassion offered.
The welcomed prayers and hope for another chance at health.
And if that doesn’t come, then what did we learn?
What inside us carries us through the sadness?
Why do we suffer in the name of madness?
Is it all worth it?
...
Anger stood at the top of the stairs and yelled at us.
We ignored it, told it to go away.
We were overcome with grief.
The miles driven, the time taken, the sacrifice.
The gut aches, the pain, that burned out feeling.
The smells, the sights and sounds, the compassion offered.
The welcomed prayers and hope for another chance at health.
And if that doesn’t come, then what did we learn?
What inside us carries us through the sadness?
Why do we suffer in the name of madness?
Is it all worth it?
...
#spiritual
#illness
#healing #cancer
#healing #cancer
325 reads
4 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
15th Jan 2023 10:25pm
15th Jan 2023 10:25pm
Flower Power!
at the tender age of 21, i entered a local bar in Teignmouth in Devon, and in a moment of madness, decided to eat some daffodils that were in a vase on the bar, adding salt, pepper, and a smidgeon of ketchup! for this, i received a 4 week ban! unfortunately, i'd also eaten some of the stem, and ended up in hospital with daffodil poisoning, but was sent home okay after tests
About 2 weeks later, after encouragement from friends, i returned, after first donning a wig, and a pair of John Lennon like glasses. i'm not sure if the landlord recognised me, or had forgotten, or simply couldn't be...
About 2 weeks later, after encouragement from friends, i returned, after first donning a wig, and a pair of John Lennon like glasses. i'm not sure if the landlord recognised me, or had forgotten, or simply couldn't be...
#flowers
#funny
#memories #illness
#memories #illness
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Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
30th Dec 2022 12:24pm
30th Dec 2022 12:24pm
A tedious timeline
Dec 2nd: Covid-19 (how I escaped it for three years, escapes me!)
Dec 10th: viral bronchitis (unrelated - proven)
Dec 14th: started oral steroids
Dec 19th: GP review appointment; we agreed I'd probably pick up significantly in the coming days
Dec 22nd: finished oral steroids
Dec 27th: first emergency hospital admission for asthma
Dec 28th: clear swabs, clear x-rays, OK inflammation markers. Sent home on just inhalers.
Dec 29th: GP review: high white blood cell count, persistent low-grade fevers for a month, presumed...
Dec 10th: viral bronchitis (unrelated - proven)
Dec 14th: started oral steroids
Dec 19th: GP review appointment; we agreed I'd probably pick up significantly in the coming days
Dec 22nd: finished oral steroids
Dec 27th: first emergency hospital admission for asthma
Dec 28th: clear swabs, clear x-rays, OK inflammation markers. Sent home on just inhalers.
Dec 29th: GP review: high white blood cell count, persistent low-grade fevers for a month, presumed...
#illness
240 reads
9 Comments
FeNyX
Poem Published
29th Dec 2022 3:27am
29th Dec 2022 3:27am
Reality
Push away the covers
Struggle to rise
Rumors abound
Of your early demise
Focusing hard
Clickety clack
Like a train
Far off the beaten track
Light shines through
Eyes tearing too
Rush to wake
With little to do
Repitition comforts
Routine massages
Your fragile calm
While your body sabotages ...
all
Struggle to rise
Rumors abound
Of your early demise
Focusing hard
Clickety clack
Like a train
Far off the beaten track
Light shines through
Eyes tearing too
Rush to wake
With little to do
Repitition comforts
Routine massages
Your fragile calm
While your body sabotages ...
all
#love
#illness
#boredom
15 reads
2 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
28th Dec 2022 3:45am
28th Dec 2022 3:45am
Well that's rather annoying, isn't it?!
It's 3.43 am and I'd quite like to go to sleep. It's not happening... I'm in the hospital. Hopefully some creativity will come out of this... eventually.
#illness
291 reads
12 Comments
BlueBeastGirl
Beasty
Beasty
Poem Published
17th Dec 2022 3:57am
17th Dec 2022 3:57am
iron cola
it's a fire in your veins
You can feel it travel
Up your arm to your neck
How it spreads into your body
From a little iv line into your vein
The bag hanging from above
Looking like an iv bag full of soda
I wonder if it'd taste like blood
You can feel it travel
Up your arm to your neck
How it spreads into your body
From a little iv line into your vein
The bag hanging from above
Looking like an iv bag full of soda
I wonder if it'd taste like blood
#illness
#LifeChangingMoment
#temptation
#healing
#risk
218 reads
4 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
16th Dec 2022 2:00pm
16th Dec 2022 2:00pm
Toxic
daily dawn breaks with pain
thudding, flooding
this enveloping cocoon of
hair and sheets
the stench of
body, blood and
distress
relentless pounding brain surf
invokes waves of
emotional nausea
urge to purge
bile and words
awakening toxic need
to reach from this cage and
infect other souls
end my isolation
seeking touch for my hurt
If I can't get out
perhaps I'll pull you in
thudding, flooding
this enveloping cocoon of
hair and sheets
the stench of
body, blood and
distress
relentless pounding brain surf
invokes waves of
emotional nausea
urge to purge
bile and words
awakening toxic need
to reach from this cage and
infect other souls
end my isolation
seeking touch for my hurt
If I can't get out
perhaps I'll pull you in
#dark
#illness
#myself #suffering
#myself #suffering
465 reads
18 Comments
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