This poem is about how i feel. I do really have a sickness that I've had for at least 1 1/2 months. It still is unknown what's wrong, but I'm okay. If you like, please comment, fan and vote. Maybe I'll post some more poetry.
Out of the blue, the sickness hit me.
The pain, the agony, just wanting to give up.
Every week.
Going to the hospital.
Being stuck.
Going through procedures.
Only to still not know what's wrong.
Just wanting to be silent.
Be alone.
No doctors.
No hospital visits.
No more pain.
But that can't be
Its a miracle i've made it this long.
Being a survivor.
The survivor.
Of some unknown sickness.
I'm being a survivor.
The survivor.
And i'll keep being strong.
