Sunday, February 2, 2014

"These Pills"

Lost focus from all these doses...
Sometimes I feel like I go through the most. 
Every time I turn around there is another diagnosis. 
But I'm grateful to still be here even with all my prognosis. 
But I gotta remain hopeful even when I feel hopeless. 
Mentally and physically I'm starting to feel explosive. 
Trying not to explode so I take another dosage. 
I hate being sick, I'm so weak from sickness. Lord please heal me with your powerful quickness. 
I'm tired of these pills. I'm tired of being tired but no one seems to notice. 
I often wonder what if these bottles never became open. 
My fear keeps them close. So day by day I take my prescribed dose. 
Sometimes I get in my feelings...and I feel some type of way, one of my daily prayers is just for me to be okay. 

PoeticTiffany Poet
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