Depression is a Killer

Overwhelmed by what was happening
She did not know where she was going
All those changes, all those choices
Plus, he left her hanging with phrases

Happiness turned into anger and fear
She cried everyday, nobody could hear
She needed help but kept it to herself
She wrote them in books on  her shelf

She felt tired of her routine, of living
She hated what she was becoming
So she thought there was no sense
In continuing her existence

It started with anxiety then lead to depression
In her head, she had millions of reasons
She left a clue but nobody ever noticed
Because her books were never published

Blood Tests

Here are some of the tests we do
So you'd know what they are for
I hope this poem would help you
I hope you won't get bored

Complete Blood Count is CBC
Anemic, leukemic? In this test you'd know
If you're infected, doctors would see
Bacterial, viral, fungal, TB? oh no!

BUN and creatinine for your kidneys
To see if they function well
With high results, you might need dialysis
With these tests, doctors can tell

If ALT and AST are high, oh, poor liver
Caused by fatty food, beer and medication
AST is not specific however
It would also rise in myocardial infarction

Myoglobin, Troponin T, Troponin I,
CK-MB, AST and LDH if you can't breathe
Your doctor can tell if it is M.I.
Or if it is because of a heart break

Toxic

Here's a poem about toxic days
Busy wards and crowded hallways
From Out patients to In patients
You'll be needing a lot of patience

You gotta be quick but careful
Voice must be loud but respectful
Presence of mind all the time
'Cause to us, mislabeling is a crime

We deal with the dead and living
We examine body fluids for a living
We see your pee, we see your poo
Eeww? Oh, that's what we do

When we extract your blood
Please do not get mad
For it is what we have to do
So your doctors can help you

Anxiety

She was enslaved by her own thoughts
It was a great battle she had fought
She was happy then she was sad
Oh, how quickly the good turned bad

She tried but no one understood her
Her sentiments, she wish she could share
So she wrote how she truly felt
And cried, prayed and knelt

"I feel unloved. Nobody cares"
"I'm scared of their voices and their stares"
"What have I done? Do they hate me?"
"Oh, the good in me, why can't they see?"

"I have friends, but are they true?"
"My lover, does he love me too?"
"My family, do they understand?"
"When I'm scared, who will hold my hand?"

It was a very long prayer
But it made her feel better
She found joy and she found peace
So she thought she should share this