Pain in my feet <br />With pincushion fingers. <br />Blurred double vision, <br />Exhaustion that lingers. <br /> <br />I thought it was fat, <br />That I had to avoid. <br />Turns out it was sugar, <br />No, I'm not paranoid. <br /> <br />Thirsty? Yes, always. <br />Tired? Exercise. <br />Hungry? Can't eat, <br />Gained another full size. <br /> <br />Blood sugar up, <br />Blood sugar down. <br />Feels both the same, <br />And my heart still pounds. <br /> <br />The pills aren't a cure, <br />Insulin either, <br />A meter to measure <br />My angry blood fever. <br /> <br />No eating for fun, <br />No ice cream for me, <br />Have I seen the last sunrise <br />That I'll ever see? <br /> <br />My doctor say's 'Manage' <br />My friends all just worry, <br />Seems I'm living my life <br />In one damn big hurry. <br /> <br />It’s a lonely disease <br />And it fogs up my brain, <br />Drains all my strength, <br />And then, there's the pain. <br /> <br />So chop off my feet, <br />And I'll get a Rascal, <br />This diabetic life, <br />It's more than a hassle.<br /><br />Sandra Osborne<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/diabetes/
