Illness Poem by Tiffany ThePirate

Illness



Awake and alone
I toss and i turn
How will this end?
What will they learn?

They say i'm ill
A problem with my heart
It wont function right
Its caused me a fright

I cant sleep at night
Theres a pain
God is my hope
God is my strength

Hes calling the shots
Hes got the plan
In God i trust
Cause he is da man.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
James Mclain 08 January 2010

a very small town... where every body.. knows each other.. and there are no secrects... from...iip

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