Challenges.

• Artist: cuts-and-scars
• Description: This Poem is talking about me and my parents and my diabetes. It's the first poem I was serious about writing.. I would like constructive criticism, but please no put downs.
• Date: 12/22/2009
• Tags: challenges

I wake up in the morning ready to fight,

They keep me on such a short leash, oh so tight.

I try to escape but my plan fails,

I wish they would let me post bail.

They ask if I'm okay,

I mumble, "I'm fine."

How did our fates become so entwined?

I should get paid to deal with this all day.

I stomp my feet and slam the door,

I can't deal with this anymore.

I feel as delicate as lace,

As tears of rage poor down my face.

No one understands the things I've seen,

I'm trying so hard to keep my record clean.

So I hold my head high,

Determined to move on and still try.

Comments

[The Diabeticxx]

I totally relate to this. I'm a type one diabetic myself.