CHRONIC but still smiling

CHRONIC but still smiling

See how beautiful we look, like diamonds in the rough.

we've been here over 20yrs, i think she's had enough

her mind and body's braking down, she's losing lots of weight,

anemia is kicking in, she doesnt feel too great.

we know whats going on inside, and so does she we're sure,

in constant pain and sleepless nights, with every muscle sore.

we've made her feel much older, sped up the hands of time,

she's hoping that a cure will come, just waiting for a sign.

we may vacate and leave the nest, but then we may just stay,

as after all, its her own fault, she ended up this way.

she couldnt leave the drink alone. the intravenous drugs,

its hardly any wonder that she caught us little bugs.

some days are worse than others, the nights a living hell,

well thats to be expected, when your liver starts to swell.

im sure if she could give you all, some kind words and advise,

she'd tell you to be cautious and to drink and drugs, think twice.

she's feeling realy tired again, so while she has a doze,

i think we'll go and multiply, to keep her on her toes.

you see thats what we're all about, a kind virus are we,

we'll love her till her final breath, our name, why its Hep C


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  • How really beautiful and how true

    That is much too good for me to add anything but THANK YOU Cookie



  • thanks grog, looks beautiful, feels like poo lol xxx

  • What a beautiful but so sad poem,haunting words

  • thanks linda, i try and keep smiling, good days and bad blah blah blah lol xxx

  • Hello Cookster,

    Please may I add my six penny worth.This poem was written by a welsh poet who died at the age of 39 in a drunken stupour. He died penniless and alone in a strange country but before then did he enjoy himself!!

    Do not go gentle into that last good night

    Old age should burn and rave at close of day;

    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

    Though wise men at their end know dark is right,

    Because their words had forked no lightning they

    Do not go gentle into that good night.

    Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright

    Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,

    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

    Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,

    And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,

    Do not go gentle into that good night.

    Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight

    Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,

    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

    And you, my father, there on the sad height,

    Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.

    Do not go gentle into that good night.

    Rage rage against the dying of the light

  • very inspiring was young dylan. xxx

  • Oh yes indeed young Dylan!

    For many many years it was my ambition to visit the "Old Boat House" in Wales where he used to live.I think it is now a museum.

    I kept putting it off and guess I will never make it now.

    Hence the saying that goes something like.........Don't put off til tomorrow what you can do today.



  • never say never grogs, ive still got stuff on my bucket list e.g 1. opening the front door 2. walking out the front door etc etc lol. xxx

  • Cookie, that's fantastic - i think you should try to get it published, I honestly do! Not sure where to try - maybe Big Issue? - but it's too good to languish on an internet page!

    Fantastic, Cookie, and incredibly brave!!!!


    Lots of love



  • bless you rose, thankyou and published, are you joking, lol, mind you, the big issue would be the place, watch this space lol xxx

  • No, I'm NOT joking - I think it's brilliant, and, as Grogboy says, it could be an inspiration to others! Trust me, I'm a poet! ;) xxxxx

  • I agree with Rose Bud

    That is beautiful , you are beautiful as well :-p

    Love your bestie



  • Sorry Cookie'

    But I really have to be serious this time.

    Rose is absolutely right.Your poem is from the heart and could be an inspiration from others who suffer from hep c. It really should be published somewhere.



  • I agree. your poem is amazing. Eloquent and smooth. Any more? X

  • Cookster I assume that this really is your poem.You have not actually claimed authorship.

    Please do not get me wrong I have read it several times and it has brought me to tears.Not only the way it is written but the content.

    It is a poem for you to be really proud of and I can only concur with the rest of the comments here that it should be published perhaps even in a major magazine,

    My heartfelt congratulations to you



  • hi bev and thankyou, yes i did write it all myself, i dont agree with plagerism. im sorry it upset you. somedays i can go for hours and not think about it, then others its with me every minute. oh well, it could be worse. love cookie xxx

  • Well I never thought for one moment you wrote it yourself,makes it all the more wonderful,should be published

  • Read it again,it really is haunting.

  • I agree. your poem is amazing. Eloquent and smooth. Any more? X

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