Nothing could eloquently express

the accurate feeling of depress

when PCOS plays practical jokes

and a missed period is just a hoax.

When my ovaries hold

stories untold

and holds the ova hostage

cancelling the postage.

Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome

unwelcome in my home

yet frequently at my door knocks

and in my face rudely mocks.

What is the use of taking a test

checking my breast…

all signs accurately pointed

only to again be disappointed.

A syndrome with no cause

but audacity to pause

my fertility rate

with slight possibility for my fate.