  
A poem about Anxiety Written by Jewel's Star People stare and I hide, Am I crazy, I say or is this what my life will be like? My heart starts to racing, I flee, scared to stay, What am I doing? I scream, Why am I this way? I run till' I'm weary The panic sets in, When can I be normal? When can I live again? The words echo in my head, The tears start to flow Am I crazy? I ask, Does anyone know? The fear overwhelms me, The doctor's just sigh What are they going to tell me? Will I live, or will I die? The word anxiety comes streaming from their mouths, I stutter, confused, What are they talking about? You are not crazy they say, just mentally ill in the brain. Just a drug or two will make you new again. Relief sets in I am ok. I am not crazy, these feelings I have are finally clear, not hazy Things will work out, I will get the help I need, I will be normal again, yes I will, indeed. Anxiety does not have to rule me, I can make it, just wait and see, I can be anything, I can succeed.
A poem about Diabetes Written by Loveley I am a diabetic since the age of 36 It took me completely by surprise It has turned my life upside down Not knowing what will happen with my life And not knowing what the future hides from me Scares me to death Not knowing if one day I will lose my sight Or if my kidneys will be affected A limb will be taken away Will my heart stop beating?? These fears are always on my mind I haven’t accepted my disease yet I know I should but it’s hard to do so when you know you have something inside you Something you didn’t ask for to be there That it will be there for the rest of your life And will most likely stay until they find a cure It is scary Always on the back of my mind Find it in your heart to give a little And understand, that without you, WE have no hope For those children, women, and men Who desperately need a cure An end to this devastating disease.
A poem about Breast Cancer Written by Clara Stood there before the mirror. As scalding hot tears rolled down her cheek, And her heart was filled with fear... The lump she felt within her breast, Had been surgically taken out But the agony and the fear remained As her mind was filled with doubt. Then as the brush ran through her hair, She stared in horror at the sight, And silently she felt as tho Her days had turned to night... As the days went on so painfully, She felt ashamed of her new look. She felt she was an alien, So that's the name she took.... She called herself an alien, And wanted to run and hide, But with all the prayers and love, she knew Everyone was at her side... So now the hard times are over, Yet she feels insecure today. Unthinking people tell her, It may come back some day... But Daughter, let me tell you..... Your faith has made you whole, You have nothing left to fear now, For God has touched your soul....
A poem about Fibromyalgia Written by Dev if only for a day, For no one can see, because outside we look so healthy, we hide it from our friends and family. But please believe us for the pain is very real, and one day without pain, would mean the world to me. No one understands what we go through, only us, the chronic pain sufferers can see that this is true. The Chronic Fatigue is worse again, for you see it's 4:30 am as I write this down with my pen. Another sleepless night awaits another painful day, but there's not much we can do, and not much we can say. Please help us find a cure, FMS and CFS sufferers need one for sure, and when you go to bed tonight please say a prayer for me, that tomorrow will be the day, a day that is pain free.
A poem about Stills Disease Written by Stargazer Everyone asleep - middle of the night Say goodbye to the children, kiss them on the head For sure in the morning, I would be dead. They looked so peaceful, they didn't fully know My pain and suffering, I never wanted to show I was burning with fever as I said my goodbyes The tears ran unchecked like rain from my eyes Back to my couch, laid down with a sigh Reflecting on my life, the end was surely nigh But God didn't call me, in the morn I did rise The glorious sun shining in my eyes.
She tried to scream, fight and curse. Finally her screams invade her head. And if she tells she'll be hurt worse. She leaves the house, head hung in shame. She carries her secret of what was done, Because he'd be safe and she'd be blamed. He always smiles, she trusts no one. She dreams of ways for him to die, But she'd be at fault and he'd carry fame. Because no one ever heard her cries, And now life would never be the same. Her mother ends it and life went on. The young girl learns to trust again. She ends up in the same situation. And now she only sees through rain. The girl loses all her self-esteem. Her trust and love are replaced by hurt and anger, She hates her mom because of the danger. Now I'm a woman, not a young child I'm a survivor, I can't be silenced. But my memories once made me wild. Life has been hard for a girl with a shattered innocence. ~ Shatsdream ~
Written by Bonnie I awaken to brush the wetness from my cheeks. Dreams that haunt my peace and leave me feeling weak, sorrow in my heart that never finds real peace! You ask me why the silent tears, do you really want to know how little children suffer ....... when no one loves them so? I wake up in the morning with a smile to meet the day and have my hopes crumbled when no one looks my way! Harsh words torment my mind and bruises you will find! If you should look beneath my clothes and deep within my mind, some are quite invisibly faded with the time, others are black and blue and some show a belt line! There is no safe place at home, no one that I can trust, cause mommy doesn't care when daddy's mad at us! She listens to my crying and screams at me to stop "Don't be a baby whining you deserved all you got!" When I hear the footsteps coming down the hall, I know I can't tell mama because he'll kill us all! So I cry my silent tears and turn my head against the wall, and turn off my emotions and curl up in a ball! Someday I'll grow up big and strong and then I’ll tell the world, listen to your children ........ love that little girl and boy! Teach them about beauty and parents that are wise, teach them they are beautiful so they feel good inside!
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