Wandering In Worry


Wandering in worry

Strolling in fear

Waiting in silence

As death shadows peer.

Nightmare stalkers

That come to be real

Laughing at and taunting

The pain that I feel.

Such merciless evil

Causing me ill

Reaching in and snatching

Each swallowed pill.

It feels so futile

To fight anymore

As I stand ready to knock

On death's front door.

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singmoriah's picture

This is a wonderfully written poem. From the way it is written I can see you are very sick. I'll be praying for you. Keep writing, it will help you through the days and help people know what you're going through. I hope you stay well.