Short Chronic Illness Poems

H ealth forsakes you
O ver and over magic tonics promise recovery
P otential healing lures promising in the trees, again
E ven Eve knows better than to pick and eat, again...

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Regret is like a chronic illness…
It is constant, with no cure…
Your neck hurts from always looking back…
It’s like seeing a shadow, but you’re not sure…
It’s hard to look towards the future,
When you are living in the past…
It’s hard to enter the next race,
When you always come in last…...

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Deathly living till dying breath.
Somber dreaming a lively death.    

Body ailing, self enemy. 
Ever changing the remedy. 

Boldly living from open womb. 
Never changing, to closing tomb.

Never living a normal life. 
Ever planning for daily strife.


~J.D. Cromwell...

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Chronic illness isn’t for punks
You deal with pain feel drained
I wonder why my power failed
To heal myself be a miracle 
I think it’s leftover trauma
I forgot in maroon mind
But body blues recall drama
So I will find a white way
To break the cycle of pain
And gain the keys to self help...

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Weary, sullen, mournful face,
A tale of internal disturbance tells,
Perhaps of some chronic illness,
Or of current affairs!

Dark rings around the eyes,
Malar prominence and sunken cheeks,
Malar flush of high fever,
Makes the diagnosis more clear

Clinicians! beware! pay attention!
It may be Acute consumption!

( Note:-- The first episode of 
Acute consumption i.e.
 Acute miliary tuberculosis may
 masquerade Acute bronchitis. )...

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