- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Living With Diabetes
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Click hereOdd shaped foot
clubbed and stubby
afraid to look
are there more sores today?
Blurred vision
memory on hold
What was her name?
I need to be told
Carefully aim the lancet
yet no blood comes out
Maybe nothing is left
atrophied veins a bonus
Look Mom, I got a "100"!
But that's only average in the sugar classroom
Don't worry I'll try harder next time
after a fast those nurses will be smiling
No shots yet...
tired all the time...
Did I take my pills or not?
What's wrong with my mind...
I pick up the lancet box
and hurl it to the floor
Take that you dirty rotten disease!
I don't like you anymore!
You took my nephew and my uncle...
but that wasn't enough
Well, listen up fucker
YOU WILL NEVER TAKE ME!
YOU WILL NEVER TAKE ME!
YOU WILL NEVER...
YOU...
(sigh)
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The fit is over
I sob quietly
As the lancets lie askew
little barbs of horror
I will live through one more day
No one will see through my fake smile
And at night when I go to bed
pleasant dreams visit for awhile
But through it all
one nagging thought looms large
hands around my neck
stealing my last breath
Who will take care of me when I'm sick?
- COMMENTS
Amyfriendover 16 years agoBeing totally dependent on Insulin and a full blown diabetic since I was 7 years old I really appreciate and can fully understand the anguish in your poem. Yuck, those needles and you prompted me to do a little count. Here's my total for last year: 840 self-injections, minimum 730 lancet pricked fingers. I'm now 28 years old and I know I won't get a Guiness Record but I've endured more than 15,330 injections and no end in sight. But I look on the bright side, I'll never have any erectile dysfunction.
Thanks again.
duddle146over 17 years agoThe essense of people leading lives filled with uncertain nightmares and anxieties. This poem so clearly reveals their many concerns.
O
sweet GA peachesover 18 years agothis is more common than not,
sad what one has to go through on a
daily basis to survive,
and sadder are those who take
the days for granted,
that have not this to face
in the life of TYPE II
huggggs ...
-sGp-
Honey123over 18 years agoThe emotion and pain as the words "YOU WILL NEVER TAKE ME" jumped off the page giving me chills...
~Honey
champagne1982almost 19 years agomakes real the horror so many live with each day.
Here's hoping for a stem cell miracle...
Carrie.
