Disease

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Can I be cured from this disease?

And do as I may please?

What will happen to me?

Will I be happy as can be?

What will my future be like? 

Working hard with all my might?

Or will I stay in a hospital bed?

My body as light as my head?

Will I ever find someone?

Someone not using me for fun?

Will they accept who I am?

Instead of not giving a damn?

Should I go down on my knees?

And beg God to wipe my slate clean?

Or maybe take my pride and keep it?

Without even throwing a fit?

Could this all be a dream?

Something that's unfortunately seen?

Maybe I'm dying right now

And I don't really know how.

I really don't know

If I can be cured from this disease.

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