Sunny! It hurts me that you do not confess your whole
Illness to me - You might feel shame- But you should not
Do- Or even worse, you know not what ails you
Because your mum deems it proper to hide your diagnosis
From you since you might not understand it- You see
Your behaviour and feelings as normal, so you would only
Start to hate your mum and stop complying with the
Treatment neeed; - in due course rapidly waste and die
Disintegrate, lose your sense of goodness- I thank you for
The pain which gave my Dido sensation back to me. I could not
Live without my melancholy., wistfulness, unfulfilled yearnings
Michael Witkowski
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sunny-s-ill/
