Today's Panic Attack

As most of my other poems, this ABAB one has 100 words as well.

I jammed on my sickness today:

for my computer caught a virus.

It had my body then swung gray,

since any bug would be a crisis.

When I told my Daddy about it,

at me, he actually did just yell.

Since Dad’s easily caught in a fit,

he can make anyone’s day: hell!

While he was working on my Mac,

I stammered words out, unclearly.

Daddy gave me a sad panic attack,

actually one I had, very severe(ly)!

Encephalitis is my horrible disease,

one I have actually had for a decade.

This has me ill at ease…

cannot be fade.

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

It sounds as though the poet is taking a lemon and making lemonade with it. It is good that she can describe it in a semi-lighthearted way, but obviously it was no picnic while it was happening. Take your meds, breathe deeply and good luck to you.

[ThisVivian]

Thank you so much~! :)