It's Just Us

Alone for A Few Days

Sickness Overwhelms me,

Mom says you're to blame,

She says I need a break.

I'm constantly pushing myself,

Banned.

"You're banned from talking to Him or Her this weekend."

Oh well,

I'll be alone for a weekend,

I mean,

How hard could it be?

As anyone would tell me.

It won't be hard,

But these people,

It feels like I'm being torn away from a second family,

Because I'm sick.

The blood they drew,

Watching it as the tubes take it in.

Empty viles,

Filled up,

With warm blood,

Being carried off,

To labs.

Tests conducted,

To see whether I'm fine or,

If something's really wrong.

I'm on more medications now,

Because of what's going on.

I felt like I would make it to school today,

But ended up,

Kneeling in my floor,

Letting it all go.

I wasn't happy with myself,

I had failed to hold it back.

I failed to just hold it,

Until I got home.

Soon,

I will be getting an X-ray,

For chest problems...

There's no fear,

There's no reason to even go.

Mom told me,

If she caught me talking to them,

I'd lose all contact,

Grounded,

I wouldn't have anyone to really talk to.

"You'll be fine, you don't need to talk to them this weekend, this is a stress free weekend."

Why do I try to fight back?

It's not as if anyone listens,

I'm just another voice,

In the middle of a scrambling crowd.

There's no reason to fight back,

Who could fight an entire crowd?

I know for certain,

It's not me.