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Confessions of a Hypochondriac

Please help me doctor
I feel I can't breathe
my throats closing up
and it's making me wheeze
i'm sure it is asthma
or cancer or worse
please give me something
else I'll leave in a hearse

You poor little thing
it is all in your head
i've told you before
take these tablets instead
it will rob you of all
that makes you yourself
but will stop all your worries
of physical health

But doctor believe me
something is wrong
you've ignored all my symptoms
for far too long
one day i'll be gone
and you'll be to blame
for making me think
i'm completely insane

Me again doctor
this time it's my breast
there's a lump in there now
my cancer has spread
I know it is something
don't give me no pills
cancer is scary
i've seen it,it kills

I've sent you for tests
and they've all came back clear
A chemical inbalance
is the cause of your fear
please try these pills
you will feel just fine
stop wasting the doctors
invaluable time

I've taken your tablets for nearly a year
they did as you said and they stopped all my fear
it suppressed my emotions
my creative flow
but thankfully did
kill my feelings of woe
I realise now that they came at a price
i'd like to return them and start living my life

Copyright © Debbie Cook | Year Posted 2015



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My Adhd

I look at them all
with their heads in their book
then I peer out the window
what's that? Have a look!
A squirrel passed by 
and ran under that tree!
At this very moment
I must go and see!

Get back in your seat 
pay attention to me
Now's not the time
to be wandering free
You're distracting the class
you rude little child
you must stop acting 
so random and wild

But teacher believe me
it really isn't me
its just the affects of my ADHD
I don't mean to be naughty
or rudely interrupt
but the way that i'm wired 
makes me act quite abrupt

I sit myself down
and I try once more
but am further distracted
by a sound at the door
What's happening out there?
I'm dying to know
my imagination runs wild
and refuses to slow

Oh not again
are you listening to me?
Why can't you focus?
Why must you be
too easy distracted
by a sight or a sound
always the one to stand out 
from the crowd

but teacher believe me
i've told you before
my ADHD's 
not a thing to ignore
I'm not like the others
I have different needs
less noise for me to focus
less sights for me to see

This time I sat to listen
but a thought popped in my mind
I had to let it out 
though I knew it weren't the time
the thought is like a bubble
and it fizzes round my brain
I have to voice it out
or i'll simply go insane!

That's another interruption
I cant take it anymore
you'll have to leave the class
walk straight down the corridor
your behavior I wont tolerate
it simply will not do
let the head decide your fete
let him tell you what to do

I headed down the corridor
was going to see the head
but then I had another idea
for me to do instead
I seen people playing 
on the playground outside
so I went out there to join them
until it was home time

Copyright © Debbie Cook | Year Posted 2015

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Shards of Glass

A thousand words in every tear
an essay down her face
the girl that's staring back at her
looks such a damn disgrace
she puts her fist right through the glass
and picks a tiny shard
then drags it right across her flesh
till anger turns to calm

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Tree of Whispers

I sit beneath the willow tree
pretending I can hear
it's hanging leaves of whispers
swaying gently past my ear
every tiny bit of gossip
every secret rendevous
all the cries and girly giggles
it must have been a witness to
each leaf an unturned page
in a never ending book
how I treasure this tree of whispers
sat here in it's cozy nook

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Lyrical Bliss

Come hold me close
let your hands start to play
stroking and teasing my worries away
i'll show you my chords and i'll teach you to strum
my heart beating fast like the sound of a drum
your fingers explore and i'm starting to shake
my pitch starts to climb as i writhe like a snake
higher and higher till it's almost a scream
my head in the clouds like its all but a dream
our bodies entwined like no other exists
as we lie together in post lyrical bliss

Copyright © Debbie Cook | Year Posted 2015



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Bitch Face

I gaze into the mirror
And staring back at me
Is ugly little bitch face
saying hurtful things to me
She shows me all my flaws
And tells me i'm no beauty
Says "look at those small boobs
and that great big rounded booty!
You really should workout more
Don't get me started on your face
You need to sort your eyebrows
And your hair is out of place!"
I really couldn't listen
To bitch face anymore
So now she lies in pieces
Across my bedroom floor

Copyright © Debbie Cook | Year Posted 2016

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Scumbag

I'm covered in dirt
that i can't scrub off
no matter how hard i try

A film of pure filth
of self disgust
still see that look in your eye

You did that to me
 and you cant take it back
no matter what measure of time

Will feel your mark 
in my skin and my soul
right till the day that I die

Copyright © Debbie Cook | Year Posted 2015

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Touch Me

“Touch me”
she pleaded
no more
than a whisper
hands tied
behind head
as she begged 
him to kiss her
he slid up her top
over breasts and chin
pausing for thought
with a playful grin
he moved it up further
but to her surprise
left it to cover 
her lust filled eyes
he unclasped her bra
baring both breasts
stroking her nipples
with soft caress
he licked them 
and sucked them
her nipples erect
her body responding
the desired effect
he made his way south
and pulled off her jeans
then ripped off  her pants
with the help of his teeth
he parted her legs
and kissed his way up
soft and wet
till he reached the top
his tongue started licking
fingers were flicking
all over her moist special place
till all of a sudden she 
could take it no more
and came all over his face

Copyright © Debbie Cook | Year Posted 2016


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