(2014)
#SickPoems
How do I Catch your interest? Once again I know You are bored with me
Desperate for his attention Knowing it will drive him away Jealous of a game - how lame Choking self-esteem where I lay Desperate for his affection
I cannot apologize For writing what I feel inside If it is hard to read It is harder to live I will understand
I can feel it coming Decisions I can’t make Brain starts to freeze Fingers won’t work Sick of this disease
Bags full of diapers Cars waiting in line Smell coming from the load Ashamed it was mine He noticed my insulin pump
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
Why can’t I choose to be somewhere in the middle? Surrounded by extremes Measure everything With a grain of salt
¿Te fue mal el día? Me va mal también a mi Dos vidas entretejidas Irrevocablemente Te cargo a ti encima
A healthy pancreas Is like a transmission Seamlessly shifting gears In type 2 diabetics Wear and tear
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
Restless As I lay in bed Trying to fall asleep These are my clues I might be low
Water Beach pools and fountains Rivers creeks and waterfalls The sound The feel Floating Weightless
To be genius means To not follow the rules You don’t have to I wish to be smart But not self-important
The pressure inside Is building It comes out through my eyes I stop up the tears It comes out through my nose
I don’t expect Diabetes education For the public But chances are You know one