Okay, I’m a writer, but I’ve been feeling some serious writer’s block for a few weeks now. Sometimes I’ll write a poem to get my mind going again, but even that outlet was cramped.
But, thanks to all of you and your discussions- you’ve gotten me to focus my mind on other things and I was able to push out the following poem in under five minutes. 
I’ve been wanting to express my feelings about T1 for a very long time, but could never quite put it into words. Until yesterday. So, thanks, guys! I, hopefully, have opened the floodgates of thoughts and will be able to write myself out of this rut I’ve gotten into! And don’t be afraid to tell me what you think!
It’s Not Just Me
copyright 2009
The doctor says:
“A chronic disease
Injections and medicines
You’ll be just fine,
don’t worry.”
Trying to be strong,
but I can see through
My daddy’s draining his life
in front of me
My brother tenses up still
The anger shows in his face
as he chases the monster
that he can’t see
My sister’s eyes crease
with worry and determination;
Hope fills her to help find
a solution for my body
My mom’s guilt drags her;
In words I can’t explain
why she feels the burden
of my eternity
My fiance’s embrace
tightens with pain
when I tell him I don’t understand
or am afraid and weary
I’m killing everyone around
including myself
My body is aching
and betraying me
The doctor says:
“A chronic disease
Injections and medicines
You’ll be just fine,
don’t worry.”