Jul 02, 2008 04:33PM
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I was feeling very sick a little while ago and since I'm stuck at work, it was difficult to concentrate and get anything done, because all I wanted to do was be at home, in bed. Since this is impossible, I decided to do something that requires intense concentration and thought for me in order to take my mind off of feeling like I was about to die. I wrote poems...about feeling sick...because poetry is most definitely not my forte, and feeling sick was the only thing on my mind. I thought I would share one of them with the community...
My head, it reels with turbulence,
My eyes, they can't see straight.
My legs feel like they've scaled a fence,
My stomach won't keep what I ate.
My neck is swollen, stiff, and sore,
My joints ache also, too.
My heart wants to beat more and more,
My lips, hands, and feet are blue.
I hate feeling worse, day by day,
But good health is what I'm devoid.
I would gladly get better, if I may,
But it's not up to me, it's up to my thyroid!
Enjoy! I have a few more verses written that rhyme well (i.e. cough that won't subside/skin that's very dry), but I wanted to keep it short and sweet. This is totally copyrighted, by the way. Thyroid poetry may make me a lot of money one day...maybe even before they figure out what's wrong with me.
Hmmmm I think I need an endocrinologist.....and a hobby lol.
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