Poems about Health

I’m split between two lives.
Dear Darian,   I’m stuck in a game of tag I thought it would be fun The closer he gets, the faster I run
Dear Mom,   Most the time dad was not home So you were the one who raised me
  I am an oxymoron.
Mother, you seem so blue; I cannot imagine why. What pain do you suffer through; the way they treat you so?
To the boy that haunts me,I apologize.And I know if youwere here,breathing and still intact,
  The prayer of the day; quivers to restore, my flesh destined to bolt through the steel door.
Have you ever wondered why recently married couples hardly get sick?
We cry adieu, the red-haired vulturecrys not a tear, for all is spentits heart is rent, all hidden treasure
Dear Future Me, I hope you got things figured out/ Maybe got that big 6 figure house/ But have you really grown/