sandy

once upon a time

there was a girl named sandy

victim of her family

community 

sadly

the stress worked against her 

coping must of missed her

trapped in a life where you live by the trigger

but poor little sandy

sandy couldn't focus

the aces had a motive

he cortisol was floatin

it weakened her body everyday and she didnt know it

but the was just a symptom

based upon her income

its crazy how stress can affect the immune system

it knocked her off her axis 

HPA unbalanced

the little girl with talent

threw her life into a trash can 

leaving people askin

what happened to the mask and

her skin was her only friend 

she swore she wasnt going to let the sickness win again

but still the sickness sin

immunity kicks in

a never ending memory

it wont happen again

This poem is about: 
Me

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