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Confessions of a Hypochondriac

Please help me doctor I feel I can't breathe my throats closing up and it's making me wheeze i'm sure it is asthma or cancer or worse please give me something else I'll leave in a hearse You poor little thing it is all in your head i've told you before take these tablets instead it will rob you of all that makes you yourself but will stop all your worries of physical health But doctor believe me something is wrong you've ignored all my symptoms for far too long one day i'll be gone and you'll be to blame for making me think i'm completely insane Me again doctor this time it's my breast there's a lump in there now my cancer has spread I know it is something don't give me no pills cancer is scary i've seen it,it kills I've sent you for tests and they've all came back clear A chemical inbalance is the cause of your fear please try these pills you will feel just fine stop wasting the doctors invaluable time I've taken your tablets for nearly a year they did as you said and they stopped all my fear it suppressed my emotions my creative flow but thankfully did kill my feelings of woe I realise now that they came at a price i'd like to return them and start living my life

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 4/1/2016 4:23:00 PM
Hi Debbie...I stumbled across this entertaining poem again after several months and realized that you had replied to my comment...but it never reached me:) ~ Regards // paul
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Date: 5/12/2015 2:34:00 PM
Thankyou very much Paul,glad you enjoyed it :)
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Date: 5/12/2015 1:28:00 PM
A very creative poem, Debbie. I know of people who act this way, and reassuring them is not enough to make them feel better. I love your final lines! // paul
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