Challenge
A poem about being sick. Pick an illness, any illness.
Hit & Run January 17, 2015
Why do Dr.'s lie!
Why does the accident still hurt so much?
Why do 'ones in authority' keep saying, "It'll get better"
Why has this 'condition' taken away my ability to move, to enjoy life, cease making love
Why has it taken over my mind, thoughts of not caring, not belonging
Why am I allowing this depression to take me down
Why can't I smile like I used to, instead of cry
Why
Why
Why!!!
It has to stop hurting
It has to stop ruling and running my life
Or my life will cease to exist..I will never write or paint
I am special, I can't give in..
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