So sick of being sick.

by Optimistcly doubtful   Dec 18, 2008


*alright come on people i don't put these poems up for my health, i would like feed back. You like it? great tell me why, you hate it Fine, i hate you!!! No I'm just kidding tell me why and lastly rate it...Ive had these poems up for like 3 years and no one has rated or said anything except like 2 people....lets be friends! talk to me ill talk back rate me ill rate back...but do something! Any way thanks for reading ill stop talking i hope you enjoy.

A....Weak Knees, Sweaty Hands, Stuttering words, stupid pickup lines, and lots of chocolate kind of flu.

What is this plague that affects me so?

With disease linked chains, why won't it let go?

Why do poison butterflies make my stomach there nest?

How many times will i be sick? Will i ever rest?

Where was the doctor when the disease tore me apart?

Why does the virus soar like a bird through my heart?

How many times have you passed this virus on so vile?

Whats more contagious, your eyes or your smile?

Why must I suffer and be left with no cure?

Why cant the virus bounce back, like a reflection in the mirror?

Why weren't my antibodies like warriors ready to fight?

How did this plague take me over by night?

What is this plague that affects me so?

when did cupid shoot me, I don't know?

Is this a curse or a blessing above?

My only diagnoses a Virus called LOVE.

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