Best Autoimmune Poems

Wishing her gone, she patiently listens
with subconscious suicide,
attacking herself
cell by cell.


2-6-2020...

Continue reading...

I count the ceiling tiles once more
Hear the footsteps in the floor
Can feel the drip inside my arm
The liquid magic gives me calm

Pupils dilate as heart pumps blood
Round my body to cause a flood
Of opiate to kill the pain
And numb the sensors in my brain....

Continue reading...