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This is one of the contributions to:DIABETES ESSAY AND POEM COMPETITION 2010
There is never a time, a day goes by;
When I think of the times my sugar levels are high.
I sit, I cry, I begin to mope
I often feel that I cannot cope.
I hate to see my friends eat sweets,
When all I’m allowed is veg and meat.
I have to look after my hands and feet,
And often look forward to a tasty treat.
Chocolate, sherbet, Syrup and toffee!
Gateus, cheesecake and banoffee!
No more sweets, no sugar in my tea
I often ask why this happened to me
I prick my finger for a sugar test,
To see if my blood is at its best.
I have to inject four times a day.
It’s a real pain I have to say!
It sometimes hurts a horrible pain,
I often feel it drives me insane
My fingers, my legs, my belly gets sore,
I often feel I can't take much more,
Yet I've heard a cure is on the way..
And I cannot wait until that day,
No injecting no pain anymore,
When my body makes insulin it can store.