What i control

by happy days   Jan 24, 2005


My medication lies untouched
Slowly gathering layers of dust
My breath getting wheezy by the day
And the coughing worse by night

My food remains on the plate
My love for food has turned to hate
Breakfast gets less and less each day
And lunch always ends up thrown away

I know it’s doing me no favours
Yet in my world of constant change
I can control my food and disease

I do not care what others say
About my self destruction
For here and now, present and future
These things are here to stay

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  • 19 years ago

    by Andrea

    great poem, really expressive! feeling in control feels like the best thing but there is so little that you can control and feel like thats the one thing your powerful in. i like this poem, great job!

  • 19 years ago

    by Leah20

    Good job, you seem to be going through the exact same thing that my friend is going through, don't give up there is hope! Things will get better just hang in there

  • 19 years ago

    by happy days

    thanks for the comments, unfortunately it is true, i suffer frm asthma bt dont take the medication and i never eat lunch nd dnt eat much if ne breakfast bt im still survivng

  • 19 years ago

    by Scarlette

    That one line, "I know it’s wrong and bad and stuff", it doesn't fit in with the rest of the poem at all. it takes away any seriousness you may have tried to convey. But anyway, it's an okay poem - kind of overreaching, but okay nonetheless. I hope, however, it's not based on your reality.

  • 19 years ago

    by *Sherrie*

    this is a amazing write....theres is nothing i would change about this poem.....stay true to you...~sherrie~