Illness

by coverd in darkness   Feb 1, 2010


Racing heart as day of doom comes,
Appointments that just don't end,
Fearing for the worst seems to be what is actually right,
More medications...
More tests...
More professionals...
Now just need a final answer

Looking very serious,
Matching what i deep down feared,
Where will this road take me,
Destroyed forever and ever.
Bipolar and schizophrenic just what i need,
Diagnosis more painful than it seemed.

Here we go again,
More pills more testing and trying,
Seeing if that's what's really going on,
Feels like all hell is being unleashed,
As the medications should be kicking in,
Sedation no where to be seen.

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  • 14 years ago

    by Nicole

    5/5 your words describe so much underlying and yet the words are few, but descriptive and very nightmarish. *hugs*