Angry Old Man
I really look dumb,
my hands so numb;
my legs are in pain,
that goes to my brain;
my arms really ache,
as each breath I take;
my heart skips a beat,
neuropathy kills my feet;
take 32 varied pills a day,
but the pain wont go away;
my eyes are both blurred,
my ears haven't heard;
my stomach is bloated,
my intestines are coated;
my cholesterol is peaked,
triglycerides are freaked;
but it's my old age,
that gives me my rage.
Copyright © Ronald Karzmarczyk | Year Posted 2012
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