Huntingtons Disease Poem by Tat 2man
Huntingtons Disease
My Father deteriorates more each day.
This genetic monster is killing him.
Do I have it also? I wonder every day.
Do I want to know if I do?
Can I live with that knowledge?
Will I live at all?
How can I say how I will react to the news?
Do you think I will kill myself?
Will I kill myself?
Everyone seems to want to know but me.
I am a coward.
And I do want to know.
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