On health Depressed, A little Bug to share, I want to die, Cold

On health and a few tongue in cheek poems

Depressed

I'm down in the dumps
I feel depressed
I've got the hump
And look distressed.

I'm so miserable
And feel run down
My face is in
A permanent frown

There's no comprehending
I feel dejected
The black cloud is descending
Have been rejected.

It hovers upon my head
Seeps into my skin.
My shoulders feel like lead,
It lies deep within.

Am very depressed
It won't go away,
Feel so hard pressed
Is it here to stay?

Am very unhappy
Have lost the plot,
Am being snappy
My temper is hot.

I sit here and cry
Can't think clearly
I don't know why
Question my own sanity.

Am very low
Just want it to go
Just feel so-so
And so full of woe.

Copyright Linda Lawrence

25th August 2006

A little bug to share

I am a little viral bug

As cute as I can be.

I can make your body ache

And make you feel wheezy.

I'm a cleaver little virus,

Can't see with your naked eye,

But I fill you up with messy phlegm

Send your temperature sky high.

I will make you burn right up

Stick mucus in your throat.

Perspire at night, keep you awake

Make you shiver in your coat.

You can't kill me with Elixir,

It doesn't penetrate,

I'm too clever for your homemade cures

I twist turn and mutate.

I'll make you cough 'till you're blue in the face-

Turn you off your food.

Make you sneeze, block up your nose

Put you in low moods. 

So now you're feeling down and weak,

Though you've drunk honey tea.

There's no end to what I can do to you.

And made you feel queasy.

A billion germs in one quick sneeze,

You'd better run a mile.

But if I attach myself to you,

You will feel quite vile.

Copyright Linda Lawrence

4th December 2002

I want to die

~~

I want to die

I've had my day

I've lived my life

It's been okay.

~~~

I've had my time

I can't complain

But now I live

In constant pain.

~~~~

Put me to sleep

Leave me in peace

As you would a pet

Want my life to cease.

~~~~

I want to die

Fed up with pills

I've no quality

Just feel so ill.

~~~

I want to go

Want to be free

But don't be sad

When you think of me.

~~

I'm going to

A better place

As my own life now

I can no longer face.

~

I want to die

Just feel so rough

Just can't cope

Enough is enough.

Copyright Linda Lawrence

14th July 2006

Cold

Wheeze, SNEEZE, FREEZE

Stiff SNIFF

Ribs ache - face ache

Splutter, mutter

OBSCENITIES!

Lozengers for my throat

Shiver in my coat.

COUGH COUGH COUGH BLOODY COUGH!

Vicks inhaler -

Feel a failure.

Phlegm is living on my chest

Need sleep and rest.

Cold then hot,

Full of snot.

Blocked up

Fucked up.

Copyright Linda Lawrence

26th November 2007