Seizure Poem by Mrs. Cynosure

I’m so tired
I want to go to sleep
Im scared to go to
sleep
of what might happen if I fall a sleep

I fell so week
like Im going to have one
but I know im not
I hate this felling
week
helpless
left side is num
I can barley walk

cant help but to think what would happen
if I had one
what Ethan would do
if I had one
how would dad would feel
if it happens while he’s gone
what would Andy think
would I scar him for life
he would understand
how scarey they really are then
I wish you were here to
calm my fears
tell me everything is ok

I rather die then have one
they are so scarey
when I have them im
scared for days
to fall a sleep
scared to be tired
scared to go to sleep

no one knows about it but me
no one would believe me if
I told them
they don’t understand
what its like to be afraid
of being tired
they say Im just wanting
“Attention”
but really
I was terrified
to go to bed
or to feel tired
that’s when it happens