Sickness Poems - Page 2

  1. 21. In My Heart

    • By Linda M. Capp
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems May 2009

    This is a poem about my mother who has been in a persistent vegetative state for 19 years. There is an almost no chance that she will ever awake from this, so my life has been very hard considering she got sick when I was just about 7 years old and my older sister was my mother figure. She also named me after her and she named me right because everywhere I go they say I look just like her. They say what doesn't make you weak will make you strong. I try to believe in this

    You know I Love You, you know I do.
    I just wish you could talk to me like I talk to you.
    I know how hard you try to speak,
    but those brain cells you lost made your body so weak.
    I know you hear me and I hear you too,
    Above the stars and even the Moon.
    I hear you in my heart and even in my soul
    and I'll always make sure you have your radio.
    You loved to sing, you loved to dance
    and hopefully you'll have that 2nd Chance.
    I know your strong but still too weak,
    My Dear Mother Please Don't Weep.
    I hear you when I'm down more than any time,
    your saying "Linda, pick yourself up and hold your head up tall."
    I try so hard to live my life,
    but without you in my life it's hard I'd have to say.
    Mom I remember so much of you that it hurts to even say,
    but at least I have those few memories that I know will always stay.

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  2. 22. Death Comes In The Form Of Love

    I wrote this poem in the early nineties after a friend of mine died of AIDS. She contacted H.I.V. by having intercourse with a "one night stand". This was before the current medication prolonged those afflicted lives. As I was thinking about her I said to myself, "Imagine Death comes in the form of love" and wrote the poem. the lesson is you don't have to be gay or use dirty needles to contact H.I.V

    Poem About AIDS And Danger Of Sexualy Transmited Diseases

    A pretty girl meets a handsome man,
    Once upon a Saturday night.
    He takes her home and he kisses her,
    And they make love with all their might.

    Passion runs wild thru the midnight hour,
    And they're making love galore.
    But in the heat of this moment,
    Death comes knocking on the door.

    Cause death comes in the form of love,
    And it's as black as the ace of spades,
    And we should all be leery of,
    A virus that leads to Aids.

    A pretty girl in a motel room,
    She's with a very handsome man.
    He gives the girl a warm embrace,
    And a look that she understands,

    All she sees is the handsome face,
    Of this strange paramour.
    And she's too naive to ever believe,
    That death is knocking on the door.

    Cause death comes in the form of love,
    And it's as black as the ace of spades.
    And we should all be leery of,
    A virus that leads to Aids.

    A pretty girl in a waiting room,
    And she's as sick as she can be.
    Because a doctor has just told her,
    That she now has H.I.V.

    A pretty girl on her death bed,
    Just waiting on The Lord above.
    And before she dies she reminds all,
    That death comes in the form of love.

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  3. 23. Your Pain Is My Pain

    • By Renique Fludd
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems December 2008

    I wrote this poem to my brother Matthew because he was shot in the throat 4 years ago and now he's paralyzed and can't walk anymore and one day I was just sitting in my room thinking about my brother and his condition and this poem just came to me. I love my brother with all my heart and I would give anything for him to walk again.

    I look in your eyes and all I can do is sit down and cry,
    the pain in your face hurts me in so many ways.
    I wish I could just ask GOD to wash your pain all away.
    Your pain is my pain and I feel it everyday,
    I just wish our pain would go away.
    Matthew I Love you with all my heart
    and if it was up to me I'd make you walk.

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  4. 24. Overdose

    • By Julie Lee
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems May 2008

    This poem came to me as I visited my brother in the hospital after he overdosed.

    Message To Doctors And Nurses

    Who do you see lying there,
    As you hold his wrist in your hand?
    I see what you see, but I know who I know
    My brother, your patient, the man.

    Someone who babbles, dribbles and smells,
    A pretty unpleasant sight,
    Someone who stares and laughs for no reason,
    Someone who "isn't quite right".

    But I know the child who played in the sun
    With the hopes and dreams of us all
    The teen who loved music and QPR,
    With a talent for playing football.

    No, he doesn't play now, his ankles were crushed
    When he jumped to escape from the pain
    Of the demons who haunted and taunted him
    No, he'll never play football again.

    But somewhere there still is the person
    Who's loving, gentle, and kind,
    Who lives in fear of a hostile world
    That he sees with his tortured mind.

    Just wanted you to see beyond
    The shell now in your care,
    So you could know a bit of the man
    My brother, lying there

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  5. 25. Fading Away

    This poem is dedicated to the Chester and Dassie family for caring for me during this disease named Morphea of which I suffer a very rare form called- En Coup De Sabre. Thanks so much to my husband and my two boys, they help me so much! I LOVE YOU ALL!!

    Dealing With Rare Disease Of Morphea

    I'm fading away and no one seems to care
    They see the beauty inside and out
    No one really understand my pain and suffering

    Please love and show me because I'm fading away
    While I'm here, hug me like you'll never see me again.
    I need you to keep me strong, for I am tiring out fast.

    I love my family, please love me, too!
    My depression worsens each day because of this rare illness.
    My thoughts aren't always mine, because I am fading away!

    No one understands my illness and neither do I
    It's a very rare thing that needs me somehow!
    I don't want to fade away, so promise me, you'll understand and comfort me...
    then I will fade away in peace!

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  6. 26. In His Hands

    This was just how I felt when I found out my dad had cancer, just my thoughts and feelings.

    Finding Out Dad Is Sick

    I heard some bad news today, something that made me scared,
    Today I found out my dad has cancer; it was something I had always feared.
    I knew many people that passed away because of this evil cell,
    Yet I know of some that beat it, and of course turned out well.
    The fact that my dad is sick, just completely blows my mind,
    When this poison is inside of him, and the cure they cannot find.
    My mom is really upset, and doesn't know what to do,
    My sister cries herself to sleep and sometimes I find myself doing it too.
    I know I have to be strong, and my prayers are always said,
    But the question is: Does anyone really hear me when I'm lying there in bed?
    What doesn't kill us makes us stronger, that's why I always have hope,
    But with each passing day that it's on my mind, I find it really hard to cope.
    I promised myself that no matter what, I would stay strong for my dad,
    His feelings he does not show really well, but I know that he is sad.
    I know our fate is in your hands God, but please have mercy on his soul,
    Hold his hand and watch over him, as his treatment he will soon undergo.
    Help him through this struggle, as he is precious to me like a pearl,
    God, please listen for our prayer's..........signed....daddy's little girl!

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  7. 27. Fallen Soldier

    • By Louisa W. Williams
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006

    Sickness ravages the body and challenges a person too fight back with all their heart and soul.

    Cancer War



    There are just a few things that can hit you so hard
    That even years later you are left emotionally scarred.
    It is the word that makes me freeze,
    When all I really want to do, I scream.
    This thing that scares me so much is cancer.
    But she is too tough, I was sure it couldn't get her.
    This awful word has taken my family and friends
    And leaves deep cuts I am afraid will never fully mend
    But it doesn't make sense, she is such a strong woman
    I looked up to her for standing by through thick and thin.
    I tell my mother she can't be right
    It couldn't get her, she would put up too big a fight.
    They say there are fights you just can't win
    But I know this woman, she will never give in.
    This is the woman who wouldn't lay to rest
    Until she felt her daughters did their best.
    All I know is that she will win this fight
    And until that day I will pray
    for her heart every night.

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  8. 28. An Angel To Be

    • By Sebrina E. Sedillo
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006

    As her mother lies sick, dying, her daughter come to realize more than ever the precious human being that will soon pass away.

    My whole life has been like a maze,
    There may have been a dead end where
    I turned.
    But every time I got too close to that
    fire,
    You'd help me from getting burned.
    I think I took you for granted,
    And now God has told you soon you have
    to leave.
    I told you I would change,
    You don't know who to believe.
    But my life is like a trampoline,
    I reach a high point and then I fall.
    It goes really really well,
    And then comes the brick wall.
    But I will give you something to be
    proud of,
    When you're watching from above.
    All I have right now,
    Is lots of care and lots of love.
    I may have said, I hate you,
    I didn't mean a word.
    But you never believed me,
    Only what you heard.
    You pushed me away when I needed you most,
    And that hurt me so bad.
    I felt as if you didn't want me around,
    It made me so sad.
    Not seeing you now,
    Is hard enough.
    But knowing soon you'll be gone,
    Mom it's really tough.
    But I understand why,
    God made it happen this way.
    You're one of his beautiful angels,
    He wants back one day.
    He sent you here,
    To light up this earth.
    And to show your whole family,
    What life is worth.
    You showed me that life,
    Could be a wonderful thing.
    You told me what I should do,
    And what it would bring.
    I'll miss you while you're gone,
    You'll never leave my heart.
    And from now until then,
    I promise, you're missed when we're
    apart.
    LOVE YOU MOM

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  9. 29. My Hero

    • By Bonnie S. Walden
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006

    In this poem, a grandmother talks about her grandson's fight with Leukemia. This sickness is a warrior but so is Nicholas. Together, with all his supporters, they will beat this disease.

    My Grandson

    I did not find my hero till the sunset of my life.
    He did not come on a white horse with armor shining bright.
    He simply was born in the wee hours of the morn.
    He came to fill my life with a glorious loving light.
    He came to fight a villain the naked eye cannot see.
    He keeps it all inside him and smiles through all my fears.
    He laughs and dances as if he feels no pain.
    He does this to protect me
    So my tears will not be falling like warm summer rain.
    This is the relationship of a Grandmother and her Grandson.
    Every day we raise our armor to hold back Leukemia.
    It is a chemical warfare bound with prayers, optimism, and everlasting love.
    We will destroy the enemy and claim back our precious gift.
    My hero will climb in my arms and I will rock him to sleep.
    There is nothing greater than this moment in time.
    Thank you, LORD, for this moment is Nicholas's and mine.

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  10. 30. Grandpa I Love You

    • By Keali B. Wilbur
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006

    We don't want to let go of our loved ones even when it's time.

    Grandpa I love you and I always will.
    It makes me so sad to see you so sick,
    I wonder why you were god's pick?
    maybe because you were such a good man
    Or maybe because he has his own little plan.
    whatever it is it's hard to see you this way,
    Do you remember when we used to play?
    Or when we used to sit and talk all day?
    I don't know what I'll do without you, or if I will ever get by.
    Everybody tells me its going to happen sooner
    or later I don't want to have to say good-bye.
    I know that you will be a lot happier and a lot less confused,
    But when it comes time for me to say my last good-bye, I will think to myself and remember that god has a plan and everything will work out in the end.
    I just want you to know that I will love you forever and always.

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  11. 31. My Father

    • By Lizzette Cambron
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006

    A boy watches his father in wallow in sickness. He is torn between his desire for his father to escape the pain, and his desire to continue to see his father live.

    Dad's Illness

    My father is ill
    And fading away
    Still here for a while
    And a few more days
    I'm grateful he's here
    Not a moment to spare
    I love him so much
    For him I care
    I'm wishing he stays to see me wed
    And see my first baby in its tiny bed
    Him being gone I could not handle
    Every night I would light him a beautiful candle
    If he was to go
    I'm happy to know
    To fly away he would spread his wings
    And listen as his guardian angel sings
    I'll be happy to know he's in a better place
    Even though I'll never forget his lovely face
    A great father he is
    No daddy is better
    No one will ever be
    No matter whoever
    He is also very handsome
    With his baby blue eyes
    And his jet-black hair
    It makes me cry
    He has so many tubes and liquids to gain
    I wish he would just go
    And feel no more pain
    In a way, I want him to stay
    And hear him say,
    ' My sweet little daughter it will be okay'
    If God wants him free
    I'll need one last touch
    He'll be in a better place
    And I will miss him very much

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  12. 32. One Wish

    • By Lindsey N. Smith
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006

    A woman prays to God to heal her sick mother and make her pain and suffering go away.

    Prayer For A Mother Who Is Sick

    If I had one last wish to make it would have to be,
    that God would heal my mom and give her pain to me.
    For I've never seen my mom hurt so bad in all my life,
    I'd do anything and everything to take her pain and strife.
    She's the only one who never lost complete faith in me,
    without her here by my side I'm not sure where I'd be.
    We didn't always get along but then again who does,
    she taught me about the
    Real world and what life really was.
    I think I owe her one for all the hell I put her through,
    so God if you can grant this wish for me I'll eternally be grateful to you.
    And if my mom ever decides to ask why her life suddenly changed this way,
    do me a favor and let her know that I said Happy late Mother's Day.

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  13. 33. Precious Boy

    • By Kelli Schraer
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006

    A little boy is sick in the hospital and his mother prays for his recovery.



    His little eyes so sad,
    His mouth turned in a frown.
    Why does this little boy feel so bad?
    What is causing him to be down?

    His smile used to be so grand,
    But now he hangs onto life by a strand.
    He doesn't deserve this pain,
    We all have the right to complain.

    His mother stays by his side,
    As the doctors remain to reside.
    Please she cries, let him find a way out.
    Erase our faces of this doubt.

    This little boy is so precious,
    His happiness is infectious.
    His life will be so great,
    He will overcome his fearful fate.

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  14. 34. Questions?

    • By Stephoney L. Pack
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006

    A girl talks about her feelings about her sister who is sick.

    Trying Not To Ask God Why

    I cry myself to sleep at night
    Trying not to ask God why
    I have false hope is what I've heard
    Rather than that don't say a word
    My faith is in God
    That is where I stand
    We gave her to him
    She's now in his hands
    How do I cope with what I am going through?
    Let me ask you this, what else can I do?
    I can only play the hand life deals
    I just can't imagine how Angel feels
    Should I give up and let her go?
    As long as there's hope I say NO
    Some people say It's all meant to be
    An innocent child, I don't agree
    You can tell sometimes she really feels bad
    But through out it all she's hardly ever sad
    She has a great smile that lights up your day
    For a moment or two my fears fade away
    Do I wonder what life holds in store?
    No..I just pray for another day more!

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  15. 35. Gram

    • By Sherry A. Mockler
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006

    Teetering on the brink of life and death, only God knows what is best.

    On The Brink Of Death

    When I see you lying there
    Fighting for every breath
    It makes me have to realize
    How close you are to death
    When I see you lying there
    And know the pain that you've been through
    I wonder and I think
    What is God going to do?
    Will He send His Angels
    To carry you away
    To give your weary heart a rest
    And take you to Gramps today?
    Will He send a miracle
    And give you back again?
    God knows just what is best
    You are in His Hands.

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  16. 36. Grandma

    • By Jessica K. Riley
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006

    As her grandmother lays sick she pleads to her to hold on and live to get better for there are so many that she is precious too.

    Don't Give Up Poem


    O Grandma O Grandma don't ever give up hope,
    All you family and friends are learning to cope,
    Please stay strong and never stop praying,
    You will get better soon that's what everyone is saying.

    You are Grandpa's life please stay with him,
    If you were to leave us the world would be so grim,
    You are on our minds every minute of every day,
    You would never get sick if I had it my way.

    Loving and generous is what you are,
    Everyone that loves you isn't too far,
    I can't tell you how much I care about you,
    I know you'll get better I know this is true.

    There is one thing that you have to promise me you'll do,
    Please beat this thing and keep your faith too,
    Don't ever give up hope and don't ever say goodbye,
    because God is with you and so am I.

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    Beautiful poem. I love it. One of my favorite poems on this website.

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