Diabetes Mellitus

by bob   Jan 24, 2007


With to much love,
weakness i gained,
with no strength
to stand nor to think,
like paralyzed...

With to much love,
dependent I became,
with no capability,
to decide nor to be free,
like puppets...

With to much love,
hatred I learned,
with no hesitance
to bluff nor to hurt,
like heartless..

With to much love,
pain I gained,
with no drug
to heal nor to relief,
like torture...

With to much love,
darkness I summoned,
with no mercy
to give pity nor to kill,
like death...

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  • 16 years ago

    by WiNgS Of StEeL

    Gr8 poem..i really liked it!!!..keep up the gr8 writes
    never stop:D
    tk care breex