Poem

Notorious Diabetes. By MwsR

Silently it works in me
Even if I have just one sip of sweet tea.
I don’t know how it will work from day today
Sometimes…most times I wish it to just go away.
When I am sad or mad it quickly reacts
Like a sting from stepping on a thumbtack.
Why does it want me anyway?
I didn’t ask for it when I would pray.
I wanted a less complicated life
One without any physical strife.
Sometimes though regardless of wishing
We go through things that are just not uplifting.
Instead of peace, I get a constant reminder
And a disease that throws up lots of blinders.
A disease that hates me
It is the notorious Diabetes.