Diabetes I Hate You

Dishearten me if that is your will I have seen countless others dance in your shadows Abandoned, alone within your grasp Bested through your touch Exhausted they fell Too tired to two-step to the beat of their own hearts Empathetic eyes closing before me for one last time Silence replacing their laughter I remember all too well Have you come for me now? Alas! I will not dance and fall to your touch! Twirl around with the thoughts in my mind Entertain yourself with my childhood pain You etched those memories there Obnoxious thief that you are Unhand me, I don't care to dance Acrostically I Stand Tall poetry contest Sponsored by James Edward Lee Sr.