FEELING DOWN FALLING DOWN
No longer do I read,It's time to give up.
I'm as sick as a dog,
I need to throw up.
It's been a whole month,
Since I've eaten a thing.
It's not getting better,
With the sickness it brings.
Falling down a month ago,
Something inside of me.
Doesn't feel to right,
I feel it's time to say goodnight.
Maybe it time maybe it isn't,
It's not nice when you're under the weather.
Oh well maybe tomorrow I'll feel better,
Often I feel i'm stuck in a gutter.
The only good thing to come out off this,
I've lost so much weight my trousers don't fit.
Losing a stone it's not that, That I fear,
If I carry on like this, I'm sure to disappear.
There's not much more I can do,
It's not norovirus or even the flu.
But something that hit me,
But not out off the blue.
The food that I've been eating,
Has been getting less and less.
Going on a long time I must confess,
Sun's getting up, I wonder should I.
The way that I feel i'm down on my luck,
Everytime I lay down I feel I'll throw up.
Maybe it's time for me to give in,
This is a time I feel I can't win.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2026-05-13 at 06:55
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