Sickness Poems - Page 2

  1. 21. In My Dreams

    A poem about a person who is sick and nobody calls to check in.

    Poem About Feeling Alone While Sick

    Despite my health,
    You opted not to call me
    Just to know if I was alright.

    When I gazed at myself,
    Sleeping helplessly in much pain,
    I wondered where your love, care and support were.

    My eyes kept starring fixedly on my cell phone,
    Thinking that it would ring,
    And I would hear your healing voice.

    Showers of tears began to flood from my red eyes
    Onto my white pillows,
    Until they were all wet.

    My mind crawled on something very special,
    Something that ever turned my heart around,
    But nothing could conquer the flame of my burning heart.

    Then I thought quickly,
    That it's only when days are dark,
    That friends are always few.

    My heart never stopped pounding the whole night;
    Until God had mercy on me,
    And miraculously laid me to rest

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  2. 22. 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
    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

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  3. 23. 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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  4. 24. 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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  5. 25. My Pain

    This poem basically tells the story. I have been to 4 different sets of doctors and now I'm going to my 5th. They don't really know what's wrong with me, but thats okay. I know they will. That is my one hope. Thanks to all my friends and my family for being there for me. I LOVE YOU GUYS!

    You try to understand
    But I don't want you to
    I don't think you can comprehend
    The pain that I go through.

    I never get to sleep
    Because I cry all night
    The doctors don't know what it is
    Or what's wrong with my sight.

    The pain's almost unbearable
    Like a thousand stabbing knives
    And when my skin gets wet
    My body's covered in hives.

    I wish that I could show you
    How it hurts to breathe or move
    But I know that it's not possible
    So this I cannot prove.

    The touch of skin or fabric
    I want to scream out loud
    But I know I won't do so
    Cause the sound drowns in the crowd.

    What's that you say
    I can't hear you
    Speak up please
    It's my hearing too.

    My muscles freeze
    My joints lock
    I am scared
    I cannot walk.

    I lay in bed
    Do nothing all day
    My mom brings my food up
    On a tray.

    I chew my food
    My mouth needs to soak
    I sip my water
    I start to choke.

    I'm scared to think
    What happens next
    Cause the situation
    Is too complex.

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  6. 26. 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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  7. 27. Can He See Me?

    • By Marian Shapcott
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems June 2011

    My husband had a brain hemorrhage nine years ago that left him in a vegetative state. We have been married for forty one years. I go to see him every week, but he doesn't know me. Even though his eyes are open, he can't see and he can't move. He is in the royal hospital in Putney. He is in limbo and so am I. Life does go on, but it's not the same, and he will never get any better than he is now.

    Waiting For Death Husband In A Vegetative State

    Can he see me?
    Can he hear me?
    Does he know I'm there?
    When I am standing at his bedside or sitting in a chair.
    My friends tell me to move on with my life,
    but it is so hard
    when I am still his wife.

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  8. 28. 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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  9. 29. 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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  10. 30. Past, Present, Future

    • By Hali
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2016

    I never go to sleep at night without the fear that tomorrow may bring pain. This is life as an Epileptic.

    Poem About Life With Epilepsy

    My eyes glistening with tears,
    But not yet fallen.
    I'm crying, but they're silent tears.
    I'm crying on the inside so you are unable to see
    All the pain running though me.

    I never sleep,
    For fear of what tomorrow might bring.
    How can I be so lost
    In a place I know so well?
    How can I be so broken
    In a family so together?
    How can I be so confused
    Surrounded by so many?

    Always forced to fight.
    A fight I never seem to win.
    God only knows such a fact.
    I've fought for so long.
    When will this ever end?
    Sometimes I walk past everyone as if I were invisible.

    Everything's moving with no place to go.
    I tell myself that everything's going to be ok,
    But it's seizures.
    The time it took to change me.
    The life I had, I can't have back.
    Yet I can't see why all these tears feel so unreal.
    I'm not the same, my words are still unsaid.
    So instead, I write them on paper.
    What I hide is buried deep within me.

    So many tears I have shed in the dark,
    Hidden away in the privacy of my own thoughts,
    Only to be shelved with morning's first light
    Because of no courage to speak of my pain.
    And it hurts to know that I'll never be the same,
    Knowing I'll never be the girl I used to be.
    If you only knew what I've been through,
    Or maybe you could take a walk in my shoes,
    Because this is sometimes how I feel.


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  11. 31. 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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  12. 32. 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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  13. 33. How A Day Changes

    • By Gordon Jackson
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems June 2017

    I wrote this poem after I was told that I have cancer. I hope the poem will give strength and hope to those who have been stricken with this terrible condition. My prayers are with each and every one of them. God bless us all.

    Courage While Diagnosed With Cancer

    It started out a nice day,
    Warm, sunny, and bright.
    But then something happened
    That turned the day into night.

    The tests are done and over,
    And all the results are in.
    Now I only have to wait
    To see if I lose or win.

    I'm sure it won't be long now
    Before the answers are heard.
    It's just a matter of time
    Before I'm given the word.

    He's coming into my room,
    In his smock so snowy white.
    Will this bright sunny day
    Become a dark, dreary night?

    I could see it in his face.
    He had no reason to speak.
    I just prayed that when he did
    I'd be strong instead of weak.

    "You have got cancer," he said,
    "And it's not good, it's stage four."
    "I'll leave you alone for now,"
    Then turned and went out the door.

    An awful thing, this cancer.
    It takes your strength and might
    And as much as you want to,
    You've got no power to fight.

    Yes, my day did turn to night.
    My greatest fear just came true.
    How much time do I have left
    Before my whole life is through?

    Will I have time to do things
    Before I reach my last day?
    Or will the good Lord above
    Want to take me right away?

    What about my family?
    How will they get on with life?
    Will my children be okay?
    What will happen to my wife?

    I'll fight to the very end,
    Hang on as long as I can.
    I won't give up that easy.
    To the end I'll be a man.

    It's going to be real hard,
    But I will fight all the way
    To turn that dark, dreary night
    Back to a bright, sunny day.

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  14. 34. Hush-A-By Baby, Don't Cry

    This poem is dedicated to my little brother who has been very sick since the day he was born but he knows how to 'keep moving forward.'

    Sister About Her Sick Little Brother

    He grows everyday
    And thinks 'never die'
    Life he will live his way
    Hush-a-by baby, don't cry

    Even though he's discriminated
    He never asks why
    He doesn't show he's intimidated
    Hush-a-by baby, don't cry

    The doctor's say he has limited time
    And as the years pass him by
    He becomes a relentless dime
    Hush-a-by baby, don't cry

    And as the sickness spreads
    He doesn't whine or sigh
    He isn't full of dread
    Hush-a-by baby, don't cry

    So the family, they prepare
    But they put on a mask and lie
    For maybe, maybe it will disappear
    Hush-a-by baby, don't cry

    And he says, now's my cue
    Don't cry, for I'll be in the sky
    Always watching over you
    Hush-a-by baby, don't cry

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  15. 35. 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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  16. 36. Dementia

    •  Published by Family Friend Poems September 2015

    I wrote this poem for my husband Frank. As he followed his childhood dream to become a professional boxer, we now have to live apart. Frank now resides in long term care and I see him as much as I can. This was to be our golden years, but the outcome was not as we planned.

    Poem About The Pain Of Dementia

    Where did you come from,
    you evil one?
    I cannot remember
    that tomorrow has come.

    Why is my life such a haze?
    I stare at the walls and long for happier days.
    Friends and family gather 'round
    to ensure that my feet are firm on the ground.

    My room is so small, and there's nothing outside,
    just empty streets and nowhere to hide.
    Dementia, you have caught me and pinned me down,
    and I cannot remember why I frown.

    My wife will be here soon and we'll go for a walk,
    but wait...
    why are there tears in my eyes?

    My body is tired and I must rest my head.
    I will lay down on my bed.
    My dreams will come to me crystal clear,
    happy and joyous, with nothing to fear.

    Dementia, tomorrow you will wake me like an alarm,
    causing such grief and mental harm.
    Oh, go away you evil one.
    Let me live and remember the sun.

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