giving credit

I am sick to death

of words

like symptom and side effect.

Tired of being concerned

with diagnosis

and prognosis.

I am lost in a hazy maze

of terminology

that doesn’t

comfort

and doesn’t cure.

Bound by patterns

of exercise

and medication

that only bring me

a little closer

to that better day.

I am not quite ready

to embrace the

recommended

lifestyle changes,

I am the woman

my mother made.

Reviews

[Touché Armada]

Oh dear dear dear, I can only say oh dear.. I know what that is all about having suffered your road for 11 years, and I suffered to the point I really thought death would be a better option to life. Just remember one thing, when you think after many years all you want to do is die, you'll most likely finally make the changes you need to make to be well again.. And I hate to be a kill joy but state of mind is a good deal of it. Much love Emily.

[deeps]

I just loved your last three lines. This is a amazing write.

[An Ordinary Woman]

This is a wonderful poem but I'm missing something, are you ok? I'm worried about you now. *hugs*

[Randolf Ramos]

Great keep on making poems that could be the relief you been looking for, great write.