Poems About Illness Seeking Honest Critique
#illness
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 6:49pm
4th Jan 2025 6:49pm
He worked hard for his money...
The fatigue shows in his eyes...
He worked 16 straight hours...again.
He loves her and provides for her.
She is his everything!
His breathing is labored at times.
He thinks he is coming down with a cold.
He can't miss work. Too many bills!
He can't afford to miss work!
The job is strenuous. He is not young.
He runs a temp. Again, the probable cold!
He is sweating and needs a cool drink.
There wasn't much time today to hydrate.
His body hurts. Overwork or age?
He swallows another handful of asprin.
Aspirin...
He worked 16 straight hours...again.
He loves her and provides for her.
She is his everything!
His breathing is labored at times.
He thinks he is coming down with a cold.
He can't miss work. Too many bills!
He can't afford to miss work!
The job is strenuous. He is not young.
He runs a temp. Again, the probable cold!
He is sweating and needs a cool drink.
There wasn't much time today to hydrate.
His body hurts. Overwork or age?
He swallows another handful of asprin.
Aspirin...
#hurt
#illness
#LifeStruggles
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2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 8:04pm
30th Dec 2024 8:04pm
Vomit flesh on your sagging breasts
The two of them are in the bathtub
They grope at each other
Their weak, sagging flesh
Stinking gas comes from their genitalia
The water turns black
They kiss
They vomit into each other's mouths
The flesh hangs from their bones as they grab
He grabs at the rotting breast
Come lover, let's go to bed
Spiders crawl out of her snatch
They want to fuck so bad they can taste it in each other's mouths
They are fucking like pigs
They do it with the lights off, so they won't be mutually disgusted by the sight of their flesh
They do...
They grope at each other
Their weak, sagging flesh
Stinking gas comes from their genitalia
The water turns black
They kiss
They vomit into each other's mouths
The flesh hangs from their bones as they grab
He grabs at the rotting breast
Come lover, let's go to bed
Spiders crawl out of her snatch
They want to fuck so bad they can taste it in each other's mouths
They are fucking like pigs
They do it with the lights off, so they won't be mutually disgusted by the sight of their flesh
They do...
#dark
#death
#illness
#sex
#war
102 reads
5 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
28th Dec 2024 8:11pm
28th Dec 2024 8:11pm
Burning Lips
Burning, tingling here it comes
Lip growing fatter
Congratulations, a viral lump
Over the counter meds do shit
Dare to eat any citrus
Better on your lip then your clit!
Cold-sore aka Herpes
Needs to run it's course
It'll be gone in a week or two
Avoid oral during intercourse
Lip growing fatter
Congratulations, a viral lump
Over the counter meds do shit
Dare to eat any citrus
Better on your lip then your clit!
Cold-sore aka Herpes
Needs to run it's course
It'll be gone in a week or two
Avoid oral during intercourse
#dirty
#illness
#motivational
#satirical
#sex
143 reads
6 Comments
Mars_August
Mars August
Mars August
Poem Published
7th Dec 2024 4:57pm
7th Dec 2024 4:57pm
At the Peak
I sometimes get headaches and
they will last for days.
Marble solid fingers of angry statues
press downward and back on
my temple, rigid thumbs push against
the base of my skull,
the pads of them anchored
to the soft tissue.
I think it might be
a relief for the same hands
to split my head, let it succumb
to the twisting,
smattering its contents in every
direction.
Let it be Vesuvius at last
And leave an avant-garde
showcase in its wake.
they will last for days.
Marble solid fingers of angry statues
press downward and back on
my temple, rigid thumbs push against
the base of my skull,
the pads of them anchored
to the soft tissue.
I think it might be
a relief for the same hands
to split my head, let it succumb
to the twisting,
smattering its contents in every
direction.
Let it be Vesuvius at last
And leave an avant-garde
showcase in its wake.
#bipolar
#illness
#MentalHealth
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6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
5th Dec 2024 10:47am
5th Dec 2024 10:47am
Into the Light
Bleeding internally
Legs go numb
Hurting inside
Your face trying to hide the pain
You kiss my cheek
as if to say it's okay
My end is here
I'm on my way
I feel you slipping away
As I hold you tight
I feel you slipping away
As you descend into the night
In a single day
The sunshine turned to rain
Happiness turned to mourning
As you were released from all your pain
I felt you slip away
Crossing the bridge to the other side
I felt you slip away
As you ascend into the light
Legs go numb
Hurting inside
Your face trying to hide the pain
You kiss my cheek
as if to say it's okay
My end is here
I'm on my way
I feel you slipping away
As I hold you tight
I feel you slipping away
As you descend into the night
In a single day
The sunshine turned to rain
Happiness turned to mourning
As you were released from all your pain
I felt you slip away
Crossing the bridge to the other side
I felt you slip away
As you ascend into the light
#dark
#death
#illness
#love
#spiritual
108 reads
6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
4th Dec 2024 7:07pm
4th Dec 2024 7:07pm
Global Deformation
Producing to stay alive
Steel and concrete
We’re slowly destroying
The outer space of our bodies
Exhausted, emptied from experiences
Rotted, leper
Organisms, hollow
Devastated by disease
Conventionally called
Civilization
Smaller and smaller
Sparks of consciousness
Deeper and deeper
Hypnosis of are so-called existence
Industry, which is destroying us
Toxic hands are tearing the flesh
Bloodshot thoughts
We are cutting with blunt steel
Of global deformation!
Steel and concrete
We’re slowly destroying
The outer space of our bodies
Exhausted, emptied from experiences
Rotted, leper
Organisms, hollow
Devastated by disease
Conventionally called
Civilization
Smaller and smaller
Sparks of consciousness
Deeper and deeper
Hypnosis of are so-called existence
Industry, which is destroying us
Toxic hands are tearing the flesh
Bloodshot thoughts
We are cutting with blunt steel
Of global deformation!
#death
#earth
#environment
#illness
#pollution
77 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
29th Nov 2024 8:14pm
29th Nov 2024 8:14pm
A Gross Abecedarian tale...backwards
#conflict
#dirty
#illness #money
#illness #money
109 reads
14 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
21st Nov 2024 10:42am
21st Nov 2024 10:42am
Avoid Processed Foods!
Take my order while you serve me
I don't like you or this food
How I got here, Not to sure
One bad trip, unlocked this door
I'm not feeling so fine
My stomach is cursed,
I committed a crime
Take me to that place where the elephants flew
Dolphins walked, swimming kangaroo's
I wouldn't mind if they all spoke to me
Maybe like playing charades
Sharks burrowing in trees
I've visited this place a few times in the last week
I needed a passport to meet with myself
He didn't understand me, I don't speak Greek...
I don't like you or this food
How I got here, Not to sure
One bad trip, unlocked this door
I'm not feeling so fine
My stomach is cursed,
I committed a crime
Take me to that place where the elephants flew
Dolphins walked, swimming kangaroo's
I wouldn't mind if they all spoke to me
Maybe like playing charades
Sharks burrowing in trees
I've visited this place a few times in the last week
I needed a passport to meet with myself
He didn't understand me, I don't speak Greek...
#food
#illness
#nightmares
#TruthOfLife
#utopia
82 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 8:15pm
19th Nov 2024 8:15pm
Snotty Haiku
Sticky green mischief
Nose's hidden treasure falls
Silent sneeze secrets
Nose's hidden treasure falls
Silent sneeze secrets
#environment
#flowers
#funny
#haiku
#illness
84 reads
4 Comments
Koulouri
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 1:25am
19th Nov 2024 1:25am
And Sometimes It Rains
I've come to relish the moments I am sickly.
This is not to say that I enjoy being sick.
I think,
those are times when I feel the most I have felt.
That moment,
right after the bile hits the back of the bin.
I feel alive.
I feel real.
I am reminded that bad things are followed by good.
And all my thoughts,
And all my actions,
never mattered,
because they finally brought me here,
to this moment,
where I am curled up,
on the bathroom's tile floor,
the coolness battling the...
This is not to say that I enjoy being sick.
I think,
those are times when I feel the most I have felt.
That moment,
right after the bile hits the back of the bin.
I feel alive.
I feel real.
I am reminded that bad things are followed by good.
And all my thoughts,
And all my actions,
never mattered,
because they finally brought me here,
to this moment,
where I am curled up,
on the bathroom's tile floor,
the coolness battling the...
#healing
#illness
#LifeStruggles #rain
#LifeStruggles #rain
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4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 10:37am
18th Nov 2024 10:37am
Fear holds in the rest
Humans shuffling past me like corpses to stupid to die
Their clothes hold their guts in
Fear holds in the rest
Running like rats
Scurrying through waste paper and filth to their holes before the sun goes down
They have umbilical cords of sewage wrapped around their throats
Choking on life, nursing their wounds
They'll tell you that they're loving every second of it
Just like prisoners come to love their captors
Just like roaches in a roach motel
Tasting the poison, telling you it's wine
Their clothes hold their guts in
Fear holds in the rest
Running like rats
Scurrying through waste paper and filth to their holes before the sun goes down
They have umbilical cords of sewage wrapped around their throats
Choking on life, nursing their wounds
They'll tell you that they're loving every second of it
Just like prisoners come to love their captors
Just like roaches in a roach motel
Tasting the poison, telling you it's wine
#fate
#fear
#humankind
#ignorance
#illness
74 reads
4 Comments
slipalong
Poem Published
17th Nov 2024 6:56pm
17th Nov 2024 6:56pm
Flemish art
The warning signs of a cold are drear
the cough that took so long to clear
I`v tried the old wives remidies
but all I did was cough and sneeze
my sinuses were pounding pain
behind my eyes, deep ingrained
Paper tissue trail I left
and all I felt was wrecheness
sneezed and sneezed for evermore
feeling I was at deaths door
drowning in a vat of phlegm
day and night, am on to late pm
No one showed sweet empathy
my head a hive of buzzing bees
a nose which Rudolf would be proud
bathed in a greenish...
the cough that took so long to clear
I`v tried the old wives remidies
but all I did was cough and sneeze
my sinuses were pounding pain
behind my eyes, deep ingrained
Paper tissue trail I left
and all I felt was wrecheness
sneezed and sneezed for evermore
feeling I was at deaths door
drowning in a vat of phlegm
day and night, am on to late pm
No one showed sweet empathy
my head a hive of buzzing bees
a nose which Rudolf would be proud
bathed in a greenish...
#illness
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