Long Chronic illness Poems

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(A Part Two about my recent illness, following “Lunacy Loo Flies.”

Fear
Stepped into the holes of my weakness
To impede my pace to recovery, 
Absorbing the basic radiant light —

My going forth walk had previously...

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My sister called, “You must come now, to see him still alive.”
He’d had the dreadful verdict just a week or so before,
my precious younger brother, last remaining one of five.
“You should accept the Hospice care,...

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Our story began behind bars with the broken,
Displaying our armor with truths left unspoken.
Through the gates each day, our counselor hats on,
Where pain wore a face, and hope felt long gone.

You, with your wisdom and...

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15 years I have been a prisoner
I was the victim of identity theft 
Who I was, that person was stolen, 
And it was I who had to do the time
Despite not being the culprit of...

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The choice to stop was mine.
The addiction itself was a different story.
Doctors don't write prescriptions for this kind of stuff.
The cold sweats associated with anger.
The beginning is the hardest part.
Admitting temptation.
I was addicted.
The situation had...

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Can't take no more

I just can't cope anymore,
The pain is debilitating,
The addiction consuming,
Both exhausting.
The dark corners of my mind are closing in, there all I can see clearly,
The demonic whispers fill my ears loudly,
I feel...

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Cont'd from Part I

But even worse than that this horrible thing
Has been handed down to my offspring
My oldest hates me for all she's been through
And reminds me of the sorry cards we drew
My one and...

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I'll be fine tomorrow—
a whispered promise to no one, to myself.
It's a nuisance, a pain in the
assiduous characters of my intellect,
unrelenting,
well-meaning, but delusional,
nothing truly unusual.

I'll feel fine in a week.
Only the weak build paper-thin walls...

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I’ve knocked on every door of medicine men—
doors painted with hope.
Swallowed pills of every size and colour.
Been told,
“This one never fails.”
Another promise—
fulfilled only in disappointment.

The body that once felt mine
now feels like a stranger’s—
still wearing...

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Polithieves
On my behalf, a conclave of crows
Then, my Imminent appointment follows
Orchastrated triumph at the polls
Heralds me into Parliament of Owls
Perching in the FAAC Convocation
In control of State notes
I go swift lyk Abacha o. 

I have...

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It is hard to express the gratitude that I have for my mom
She raised me most of my life as a single mother
Then she married a wonderful man who raised me as his own
Together we...

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Pain, four letters is all it takes.

Such a small word that has such meaning,

It can drive into the most innocent teething,

As we grow old and our bodies break down,

Hidden in the depths of our minds...

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I woke up this morning
To a very dark, gray day
And the aches and pains
That I wished would go away

It's dark and it's cold
And everything is wet
All day I've been wondering
"Is it bedtime yet?"

I know the...

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'If chronic pain were Olympic sport'

Morning shocks me with a jolt
Night time flies like Usain Bolt
If dream of sleep were 'lympic pride
My pain within I'd win not hide
If feeling tired, was winning gold 
My chronic...

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Girl, everyone is different.
No one can be you.
So,do what you do.
If others dislike you, don’t  fret.
They just hate because they haven’t,
Found their true definition yet.

Every girl in the world 
Has a baton named destiny...

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I read soup mail from Mrs. Doris Bettencourt
which would be a waste of my time to report
She claims to be ill and wearing widow's weeds
then goes on to tell me all about her needs
I'll not...

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NATURE’S PRICELESS GIFT
	
My comrade so invisible
You are like a sweet smelling rose
You arrive with echoes of succor
Tune of hope most melodious

When happiness opens my mouth
You proceed with majestic elegance
When a clown contrasts my agitated brain
Your...

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Pain is a constant
Like the ticks of a clock
Counting out the agony of my existence
Without pain, there is no life
Or is there?
Is there an old shoe box in my brain
Where lies the faded picture of...

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Shingles is something I live with daily
Chosen for me by whom?
I have no idea.
I doubt it is my choice, as it is painful.
My skin is tender; shingles is red, raw, sore, and rough.

This disease is...

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I played every game determined to succeed
But when we were done playing, I didn't win
Yet, I continue to cherish happy feelings
For someone out there was cheering for me.

When I fell down, I tried my best...

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WhAt'S tHaT
Reeks HAVOK
It's like inhalen helilum

DELIRIUM

InToXiCaTiOn unconscious
Sleep deprivated
Crowded mind, chronic illness
Chances in my metaBoLiC balance
Low sodium my medicine can't control 'em
WhO is YoU
And WhAt iz tat
As I see myself I view
In mi short term memory...

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duskfall creature,
tipsy on the blood of the covenant,
tell me, when did you pull the ninth card?
when your fangs grew in
and your eyes grew tired,
what made you build the castle walls?

the sunlight burns, you protest,
every silver-backed...

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I love the winter, the way it whirls my breath
Away; reminds me I am alive, there's hope.
I love the ferns bejeweled in snow, the heath
As it patterns our legs, walking forest-roads.
I love the spring, that...

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Pain it's back again 
Coursing through each vein
Pain it never leaves 
Consuming me for its needs
Pain hangs on me 
Theres no where to hide or flee 
Pain my bestest friend 
Haunting me to no end...

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