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Rowan Wolff Mar 2019
Nerve damage is
A hell I wouldn't wish upon my
Worst enemy
Six hours of
Constant agony
Sapping my energy for
Anything but curling in the
Fetal position, phone on hand
I can't think
I can't function
Trigeminal neuralga
The most innocuous name
For incurable torture
Not my best poem, but if I don't talk about this I'll probably have a meltdown, which is no bueno when your face feels like it's been set on fire hahaha rip me
Empire Mar 2019
It plagues our species
It ravages minds
It crushes our spirits
And conscience it blinds

A strange illness
It certainly is
For it convinces its host
It's living in bliss

All flesh is infected
Man, woman, and child
Yet from our sick bodies
It's rarely exiled

While in these bodies
We remain
Constantly fighting
To become sane

No cure can exist
Short of leaving this earth
But a treatment, perhaps
Could provide a rebirth

I know what it is
I know how to take it
But while I am sick
I want to forsake it

My illness draws
Over my eyes
A cover of wonder
A cloak of disguise

So, you see
While under its influence
Its power over me
Remains inconspicuous

The Human Disease
Is unlike any other
It will make you want more
To be sick forever

But a sickness, it is
So somehow we struggle
To distance ourselves
From all of its trouble

Never will we win
But success isn't the goal
We just want to die
Knowing we were whole
Jason Mar 2019
Small cough
Little sneeze
Runny nose
Teary eyes.
Drug your body,
Keep it fresh
Drink some water
Let it be.
Minor headache
Itchy body,
Burning eyes
Hurting ears.
Pediatrician gives you drugs,
Take it now,
Three a day.
Heating fever,
Body aching
Brain melting,
Reality breaking.
Hospital is nearing,
Vision blurring
On a bed,
In a car.
Light shining
Men looking,
Knife cutting,
You dying.
Yay second poem, remember to stay healthy!
Bella Feb 2019
I never wonder what it would be like for me to not have my disease
But I do wonder what it would be like to be someone without it

What it would be like to not miss school to see a doctor whose specialty my classmates can't even spell
What it would be like not to take a pill every morning
What it would be like to not face the repercussions of not taking my pill one morning
What it would be like not to pay for the Synthroid
What it would be like to not know anything about it

I think it would be quite ordinary
I think I would be weaker for it
not being able to endure the symptoms
I think I would have less initiative
Not having to take my pill for myself at a young age
I think I would be less curious
Not wanting to know more about myself
I think I'm better off for it

I know more about myself
I know more about the world around me
I know more about perseverance
I know more about medicine
I know more about budgeting
I know more about individuality

I would never want for me to not have my disease
I'm a better person for it
hypothyroidism
Asominate Feb 2019
I'm totally fine,
Yeah,
Totally feeling
The disease you don't believe in

You say everthing has its season,
But my mind, it isn't healing!

Your 'training' leaves me tired
Pain makes me uninspired
Unless by you it's fired
From life, just might retire
Matthew Feb 2019
"It's okay"
A whisper from your soul
words so
ethereal
because they
come from you
You,
I,
might be wrong,
    but buried in your shirt
the phrase
makes the tears fall
My heavy eyelids
Your blue shirt,
is now the perfect pillow.
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