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Low Blood-Sugar

It doesn’t stop hurting.

From my fingers, to my toes.

It swirls in my head and shocks the heart.

Over and over it goes.

 

Dry mouth, and empty stomach.

There is nothing to stop the pain.

So I guess I’ll sit in silence,

Because I’m not sure who to blame.

 

Talking doesn’t help.

Although you think it would.

Music only hurts my ears,

When usually it does me good.

 

Hot, cold, or neither?

It seems I cannot tell.

The affect I have on others,

I have no idea as well.

 

I wish I could do something.

But my body will not move.

All I know is that I hurt,

And there’s nothing that I can do.

 

I guess I should be worried,

But I don’t think I can.

I don’t even know if this is real,

Or if maybe it’s the end.

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Dec 9, 2011
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