Three Chronics

Did I just have a seizure? What happened? I’m home alone, so was it imagined? Again reality has been broken Are these words real or merely unspoken? As reality returns to the moment My mind turns to another opponent There’s a plate full of crumbs in the kitchen Clearly I didn’t take my insulin Find the package and count carbohydrates Prick, prep, inject – oops I’m in dire straits There’s a used needle right there in the bin Confusions and delusions soon set in My head really feels like it’s spinning And I know I will never be winning Give those chocolates and cookies to me Wait a moment, is that biscuit gluten free?