A Poem on Wilson's disease

It is about the symptoms that I have to go through and I started writing 6 months after the diagnosis.its where I see myself after the disease gets over,as a poet

A Poem on Wilson's disease

I shake,I walk,
I walk,I run
When I am out of breath,I am done

I blur,I fumble,
But never mumble
The time when I mumble,I lift the dumbbell

I chew some,I swallow some,
God helped me find 8 ways to swallow
This is just Awe--some.

I am a winner, not a loser,
I am working in silence
To let success be my roar.

Be strong, stop whining,
Let people wonder
Why you are still smiling.

Author's Note

This poem inspires you if you ever had a bad hair day,just don't lose hope, there is life waiting for you

Reviews

[Onlyme]

God loves a winner. And you sure are a winner, A positive spirit in the dark. And a bright light that shines so bright. As negativity never does anyone any good. And particularly if you are unwell it will not help at all. Stay hopefully and optimistic. And know others care and appreciated you for you and also for telling us about Wilsons disease and what it is actually like for someone to suffer from this terrible infliction. I admire you deeply.

[Akash gaikwad]

God helped me find me 8 ways to swallow !!! This is inspiring how you
have appreciated positive. A lot of people lack that skill. Thank you for Sharing this poetry.

[¿]

Your author's note and last few line we're terrific read! It does and did inspire...thanks for sharing☺