Poetry Of A Journalist

Deathly ill

"I hope I fall deathly ill"

As a child

I hoped

Prayed

Wished

Obsessed

That a terrible misfortune would fall upon me

I wanted to see how many people truly cared for me

I wanted to feel seen.

I wanted people to notice me

Even if it were for the wrong reason

I wanted people to reach out to me

To check in on me

I suppose this

It and of itself

Made me sick

Because a person

Should not desire

To fall ill.