I can't control the pain,
its like a bursting vein.
Three years and no cure,
how can anybody be sure.

Nothing is known,
except that my heart is hard like stone.
Test after test,
their doing there best.

Not one single clue,
who knows what to do.
Friends hope, people prey,
what else is left to say.

I seek refuge,
among the pain.
Hoping, preying,
that I will go insane.

Noghtmares continue,
as do the test.
What can I say,
but hope for the best.

My mind is buzzing,
with worries, and studies.
Crack open a book,
and stay with buddies.

Little knowledge,
lots of trouble,
my heart is about to bubble.

Little to give,
nothing to recieve,
a list of meaningless deeds.

Friends to love,
the few good, the few bad.
Whats worse is everybodys sad.

Not what I wanted,
no way to stop it.
No way to give in,
nothing left but a bunch of sin.

White coats they wear,
sign of tender loving care.
Orders carried out,
but nothing but a doubt.

They say they know what there doing,
They say they have a plan.
They contineue with nothing,
They dont give a damn.

Friends show concern,
friends leave without warning.
Why do they have to be so stern,
When I have nothing to learn.

Its a sign,
nobodys meant to find.
Judgement day,
nothing to do but sit and stay.

Michelle Tolly

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-nightmare-4/