Sick Poems | Examples of Sick Poetry

A Prayer For K. S. Written: by Miracle Man 5/12/2024 Sometimes, life seems to just float along, but we perceive in the balance life hangs. It’s these times that faith must be strong, and pray deliverance from unknown...Read the rest...

I see the way your body dances through the halls of our home, how dirty you are. dirty little girl. My teacher said this is not what we do. Mom tells me this is bad. They’re wrong....Read the rest...

Shaking like soda It plunges my heart with claws Assaults with its fist...Read the rest...

cancer survivor eight years with a clean record feeling some relief year nine is a killer year cancer takes body hostage...Read the rest...

Written: May 09, 2024 ...Read the rest...

I bring you flowers, homemade meals, meds, herbal tea I hope Our Lady of Grace will smile on thee :-)...Read the rest...

Hey all I know that I haven't been active on here for a while. I've been having some health issues lately that have been keeping me sidelined. That and trying to mentally prepare for a...Read the rest...

That ulcer in his consciousness bleeding to be heard A canker of a muted past abscessing every word Cold sores of detention that fade but never cure A virus of his hopes and dreams recurring — untoward (Septa R5 Train: May, 2024) ...Read the rest...

in the event in the event that i dont wake up tomorrow please hold your tears and your sorrow for i am finally free no more pain inside of me no more unexplained symptoms or signs or wavering and trying...Read the rest...

Come join us tonight people where the bright lights illumine. Be sure to pick up a free multi-colored balloomin While I showcase my special double self-lobotomy Performed by just me in my new labero-totomy. With a...Read the rest...

I wish I could do a pub crawl go out and go real mad I wish I could do a pub crawl But it would really make me bad. Just one sugar laden pint of ale Would make me go...Read the rest...

(In memory of Uncle Thomas) Bumpy breeze, like a blasting roar That day when you did soar without an oar Twenty-two years of sorrow, too long For many years, I sang a solemn song Days of dark, and greedy clouds These...Read the rest...

Everything’s been frantic since the break. What people don’t tell you about college, is that you’re just tired ALL of the time. I’m so tired, yawn ‘scuse me. So if you’re planning to talk to me, bring coffee, make some...Read the rest...

Then is life that's passed, its memories encoded in the brain, permanently, you would think, and yet, This is now and it has a name; dementia they say, a Latin word they say (demens is demons I say), a medical...Read the rest...

The present darkness threatens. Why can’t I see the light? And yet my faith still lingers Like a flame of candlelight. The weakened short wick struggles And nearly smothers out While prayers of love Fall softly from a mother’s mouth. Though my...Read the rest...