Diabetes

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I sit awake at night

As you get some sleep

Another battle I have to fight

I cry over highs and lows

I panic over missing kit

As you have a fun day out

It feels like my world has split

The anxiety bubbles and roars inside

I hear the jokes

As you make them

I can't deal with those types of folks

I want to scream at you but hold it in

I have a disease to endure

You have no treatment to worry about

While I pray for a cure

It isn't here yet but it will be soon

Until that day, I will stay on track

You won't stop me

And diabetes won't hold me back

One day, I will be free

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This is a very sensitive topic for me so I would appreciate some positive feedback. Thanks guys XoXo

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