Pain


How can I start to begin to explain,
To you it will not make sense,
In life there are two kinds of pain,
Both hurt but there’s one more intense.

You tell me that you just cannot equate,
When you hear my desperate scream,
Any compassion you will dissipate,
Self-respect you won’t let me redeem.

Impatient you tell me to just hold still,
In terror I pull away,
It didn’t hurt then but now it will,
In silence I hear what you say.

The pain to which you have to tend,
Is not the real pain at all,
The invisible pain you cannot mend,
And so I continue to fall.

To need your help I feel such shame,
Your resentment you multiply,
You tell me my excuses are lame,
That I have no right to cry.

Often there are times you withhold,
Thinking I’ll learn my lesson,
Denying me any pain control,
To reinforce the transgression.

You help my body to all but heal,
Yet you miss where it hurts the most,
The place where I can’t bear to feel,
Once again you misdiagnose.

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