Sharing a couple of poems I wrote this week. One is about wanting to explain to other people about my chronic pain, and the other is about those people who don't understand, and how they often view the situation.
I'm sure many can relate...


I Wish I could Tell You

I wish I could tell you,
About the depth of my pain,
It’s almost never-ending,
And hard to explain.

I wish I could tell you,
How broken I feel inside,
My body just hurts so much,
But it’s easy to hide.

I wish I could tell you,
I can’t function very well,
Difficult to get around,
But no one can tell.

I wish I could tell you,
But you wouldn’t understand,
That I often have to ask,
For a helping hand.

I wish I could tell you,
How I honestly feel,
But you wouldn’t believe me,
That this pain is so real…

{©2008 Jan B.}


You Don’t Look Sick

You don’t look sick,
You look just the same,
You can’t be hurting,
No reason you can blame.

You look alright,
You seem OK to me,
You can’t be in pain,
No reason I can see.

You look fine now,
You don’t look that bad,
You can’t be hurting,
No reason to be sad.

You look quite well,
You still get around,
You can’t be in pain,
No reason can be found…

{©2008 Jan B.}

~Jaime~