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Poem/Diabetes

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Diabetes

By MwsR
A prick…a pain

A reminder in a pill bottle that has my name.

Injecting while my body fights

Makes for some restless nights.
Testing has its own issues

Sometimes pain ensues.

Results can be saddening

And A1C ‘s are often maddening.
Repetitive actions everyday

Keeping those high blood sugars away.

Eating right sure is a task

I think I’d like to eat wearing a mask.
Life for a Diabetic has no glam or lights

Just work and lots of inner fights

For those that share this disease

The difficult one, Diabetes.
Keep fighting and going no matter what!

We all are in the same pot.

We can choose to continue or just to give in.

There’s no absolutes until the end.

Poem/Thanksgiving

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I am thankful that I escaped

That I left and had the courage that it would take

I am thankful that my heart started to smile

Despite all at that time in my life was senile

I am thankful that I did not fall apart

While trying to separate my heart.

I am thankful that life can be grand

Despite all the hurt that can follow a man.

I am so thankful my love never dried up

That I could forgive and such.

I am most thankful that my life started again

Regardless of all that I went through back then.

I am thankful like a deer that escapes the hunter’s bow

Like a cold frost that can destroy things and then knows when to let go.

I am much thankful for new beginnings

And  for being able to hear the songs that birds are singing.

From start to finish, onward I must go

Always striving to see thanksgiving in all I live to know.

MwsR  ❤

Poem/Diabetes

It’s Gonna Kill Me(thoughts about Diabetes)

By MwsR

It’s going to kill me!

Was what I had in my head immediately.

I can’t afford the medicine

I don’t follow a strict regimen.
Now what will I have to give up in my life?

Will I still be a good wife?

What will people say?

Will they stay with me or walk away?
I can not donate my pancreas or blood

Sort of like a flower stem wishing for a bud.

I have a bad part inside of me,

Never thought this was how my life would be.
Maybe I wasn’t nice enough

Or too tough.

Maybe I deserve my lot

Or all that with Diabetes I’ve got.
These thoughts have entered my mind,

Especially the one that reminds me that with Diabetes you can go blind.
It’s a scary disease.

It makes you want to be able to freeze,

Freeze that good blood sugar,so you want  have one that is bad

But truth is this disease really makes me mad.

Makes me mad that I cannot choose what I want to eat or drink.

Mad, because it makes me always have to think.
Sometimes I just want to be at ease with food choices

Sometimes I want to listen to those eat sugar voices.

Mostly though I want to live happily,

Mainly because of my family.

But ultimately I want to give hope and keep hope.

I don’t want to know what it’s like to be at the end of the “survival rope”.
If in words I can share

I will also be able to show that I care.

Poem/ What I know

What I Know(Diabetic’s thoughts)

By MwsR
It just takes one bite

And my sugar stays high all night.

One can of a regular coke

And feeling tired afterwards is no joke.

Wanting to overeat

But knowing inside it will make my bloodsugars peak.

At birthday parties passing up on the cake,

Because you hate that “sugar high” headache.

Feeling tired all day long

The food you ate and what kind was all wrong.

Wanting to get in shape 

Exercising only with enough calorie intake.

Going out on the town to a favorite food place

Catching the frown you’re given from your loved one’s face.

Being told “You know that is wrong to do”,

But asking them ,”And just who the heck are you?”

It’s never not thought about

Never easy without a doubt.

Diabetes is a complication and disease

But doesn’t have to bring you to your knees.

Take control, take back your life.

Make it count regardless of any strife.

Time Standing Still/Poem Share

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Imagine if you will

A place where time actually stood still.

A time where all that mattered was gone.

Not saying I had not a home

But a moment to reflect

Time for my soul to recollect

All that had perspired accumulated

Gathered in a sort of moments re-united.

I search no more,

Not in the frozen time warp

I only saw things in perspective

Saw the things around me that I collected

Even people and places and thoughts in no certain order

I would actually say, that mimicked a mental sort of disorder.

But time was on my side

I had no more secrets to hide

I actually felt one with my life

Saw my journey without feeling life’s knife

I paused, as if time was not still

Only to make sure I was not “ill”

And in another instance time resumed

I felt all disoriented and full of gloom

I liked imagining time at a standstill

Just to allow me to reflect as if looking through a windowsill.

If only, I thought, it could be

Then life would had been more special to me

Than cumbersome and such

But if I honest, that would be asking too much.

 

Poem/Diabetes/Share

Diabetes, Not Defeat!

By MwsR ❤

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As I sit here drinking my coffee as I often do

I find myself thinking of you.

Hard to imagine my life before you came

Since you’ve been here my whole life has changed.

You came like a Lion ready to devour its prey

All I could do was just pray that day.

We have since been closer than almost any other thing.

It’s like we are wed without the wedding ring.

I can’t say I haven’t thought of just leaving you

But I thought by now there’d be a scientific break through.

When I am out and about on the town

You are there right beside me, and I frown.

If I exercise you have to be there making sure that I feel your prescence

Wish sometimes you’d be absent!

To feel what I once felt

To not worry about stretching my belt,

These things have become prominent to me

I wish for the day you would leave me.

If you left I probably would cry

But hey, that would be me saying goodbye.

Tears of joy people would say

That would be a phenominal day!

For now though it’s like a bad twin

You tell me how…I make the when,

I choose to acknowledge you

To understand and fight too.

Diabetes you rule but I tell you how

And without me you have no power now.

Sink or swim is the saying for this disease

Just don’t say “Defeated”, if you please.

Religious Poem/ Poem Share

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“Flesh is weak and so is the mind who inhabits it.”

I heard that one day back in November.

Silently, I listened to the person speak.

My fingers went numb as I sat so perfectly still.

What was the meaning behind this, was there even any meaning?

I read dutifully ahead in my Bible as I was eager to find the answers…

The words resonated inside my heart

I finally knew the answer to the phrase from the very start

A person is but flesh and bones

Each having their own free will and mind

If they choose the righteous path

They will eventually, escape the final wrath.

If they choose to do the worst of things

Oh,what wrath that decision will bring.

No joy from the worth of things will they get

Sure, monetary satisfaction, “lickady split”

But in the end they will not

It is written in the “Good Book”, that I got.

Goes to show that shortly pleasures are fleeting

Life is about making heavenly choices and believing,

Grow in the wisdom, he so richly gives us all

Then in his presence you will not fall.

You will spend eternal life,

Walking with your Lord, side by side.

 

 

 

Poem About Diabetes/Poem Share

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Diabetes

You so suck!

Figuratively  and literally

Oh what you have taken from me!

I wish there was a place where I could exchange you

Where I could choose whether or not to renew you.

I hate having you by my side 24/7

You make my food choices react to my body

Everything I do revolves around you.

I hate that sweets have become a focal point,

Where as they never seemed to be.

I do not like having to take shots, daily.

I hate all the medicine that comes with having you

You know if you were a person, you would be considered selfish.

If you were a choice, no one would ever pick you.

Everyone despises you and yet you still are around.

Wrecking hopes and dreams and leaving despair to be found.

I shutter to think what advances you will bring to my being

What things you are planning behind the exterior of my body

What is it that you aim to accomplish?

I tend to believe you care nothing about me.

In fact if I was a betting person, I would stake it all on that thought.

Look at the conditions on my own life you have brought.

You suck, you are a thief,

I wish you would leave and bring me relief,

Diabetes, go and never come back

I just want to live without losing a limb or two

A life, my life, was given to me, not you!

MwsR ❤