#chronicallyill poems on Hello Poetry

Sean Briere Mar 13

A mangled bird slumps in her gilded cage
Surrounded by opulence and feasts she cannot savor
Golden bars festooned with rolling joints and popping bones
A doll sewn by a child's hand
Pull her thread as she buckles like a blueberry
Blood
A viscous syrup in her legs
Sticky confluence
Heartbeat like a hummingbird
The nectar would likely cause an eruption of glowing pink hives
A rosy sanguine sea
Vision blurring
Rumination like hands on a clock
Round and round
Living days like
Copy, paste
Groundhog's Day
Oh, look, it's night again
Ice packs and Epsom baths
Erratic dreams
The clock resets
Oh, joy, it's day again

I wrote this to get my frustrations out about my chronic illnesses. I recently had an episode at work in front of my coworkers and I'm working through the grief and rage I'm feeling about that wall I thought I was hiding behind so well coming crashing down so publicly.

#chronicillness #eds #mcas #pots #mecfs #longcovid #chronicallyill #dysautonomia #sickness #hypermobile

Isabella Rosemary Jun 2018

Chronic or Histrionic

Seeing stars while standing still,
There’s no denying that you’re ill,
Denial persists, stabs and twists
You stand in a fog a filled abyss
Searching for words, but instead you just drift
Empty handed time after time
You feed yourself lies and pills, there’s no denying that you’re ill,

More doctors than friends, you try so hard not to let the pain in
Chronic or Histrionic, whose to say in the end?
Rhetorical epiphanies are your oldest friend

Seeing stars while standing still,
The beholder’s eyes find solace in nature’s will

#chronicallyill #chronic #histrionic #sick #acceptance #denial

Lydia Feb 2018

Fragmented

Terrified
Written in cursive
Behind your eyes

The messy braided hair
Is all that's left of you
Standing in a white dress

It was seventy degrees outside
You shut the window

"I'm sorry,"
Your handwriting just vexed me
Your pen had too much ink

Your toenails were broken

The white page turned to gaping black
As you crossed out the words
I closed the door and walked away

You said you felt some sort of chill, and I believed you
Must have been a gap between the stark walls and the blanched window frame
I found you a blanket

I thought about adding the quote, "Hospital gowns never fit like they should. We yelled at the nurse, didn't do any good," from "Long Way From Home," by the Lumineers, but I thought I would let the poem go by itself. Not enough people have hear that song. Feel free to imaginarily add it after the line "Your toenails were broken"

Please comment :)

#hospital #love #lover #sad #depressed #sick #lonely #chronicallyill

Makenzie Marie Dec 2014

A war worth waging

There's a war on
inside me
Raging on
And I'm fighting.

But I'm not free.
And never will be.
I battle my body...
So everyone can see
(Especially me)
that this war will not end in defeat

#battle #sick #fighting #sucky #eds #pots #potsie #orthostatic #tachycardia #chronicallyill

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