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#medicalcondition
I was 9 when my body started war with me. Innocent, carefree, tame. I would go to bed late, wake up early, did what I wanted when I wanted and how I wanted. And then I put on a VR, my body was not my own. My hands turned to glass, my brain had fired a gun and missed the target - hit me instead. I began to split open, and something crawled inside. It controlled half of me, purposely tormenting me. We battled under my skin, going to war for the right to be me. It still lives there today, my other half. It lies sound asleep, and I dread the day it awakens. Blood of anguish will spill from where I end, and it brands me.
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9h ago
Jun 4, 2026 at 4:18 PM UTC
Half of me
There are holes where my heart should be There are holes in my brain as well My body tried to make up for the missing mass And made some of the remaining parts of my brain swell
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Jul 9, 2021
Jul 9, 2021 at 7:56 PM UTC
Cancer