Fighting to survive

I’m thankful to be alive
Was fighting to survive.
Woke up on the floor
Ridiculously late in the afternoon
Gosh, I felt like hit by a harpoon.
Remember going up at 10 AM
taking lots of insulin for breakfast.
Mistakenly thought my sugar might be a little high
then fell asleep again, but when waking up
I couldn’t move and thought that I would die
Was lying there, knocked out on the floor
Wanted to scream, but nobody was indoor
On pure will power, I managed to almost stand up
Desperately reaching for a pack of Dextro sticks
Hitting everything around, like some lunatics
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Posted on 01.7.15