I jammed on my sickness today:
for my computer caught a virus.
It had my body then swung gray,
since any bug would be a crisis.
When I told my Daddy about it,
at me, he actually did just yell.
Since Dad’s easily caught in a fit,
he can make anyone’s day: hell!
While he was working on my Mac,
I stammered words out, unclearly.
Daddy gave me a sad panic attack,
actually one I had, very severely!
Encephalitis is my horrible disease,
one I have actually had for a decade.
This has me ill at ease…
cannot be fade.
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Author:
Vivian (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 23rd, 2017 00:00
- Comment from author about the poem: As all of my other poems, this ABAB one has 100 words.
- Category: Short story
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Comments6
This is beautiful!
Thank you~! 😀
I sincerely hope that your father does not read this. Another panic attack you can do without 🙂
Wonderful!
LOL, of course he will not. xD Thanks for your sincere hope & compliment~! 😀
Sad, but a very good poem. Nice job
Thanks~! 😀
A fine write V.
Thank you~! 😀
This is beautiful!
Thanks so much~! 😀
Had to look up Encephalitis on the net before being able to comment.
Panic attacks are not funny, and neither is your disease. I hope you get good treatment and hopefully it will get better over time.
Oh my, thank you: you are so sweet~!
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