Two of my poems, that have been written to reflect the PAIN that we 'Invisible Illness' sufferers often feel...
F-Sake me...
A POEM full of AsPAINrations
What I think of myself...I am more
What I see when I look in the mirror...I am more
What you see when you look at me...I am more
When you look at me, please don't judge me...for I am more
If I don't make that deadline, or wipe the dust away from the shelf, don't criticise me...I am more
If I don't give a hug when you need one, or shout sometimes when I am angry, don't judge me...I am more
If you cannot see my pain, please don't assume that none is there...I am more
I'm not perfect, but I am a whole person...and I am more.
K H-C 2011
K H-C 2011
F-Sake me...
I'm a good person, so why do I get,
Oh for 'F-Sake' when you look at me...instead,
of love and admiration, fondness, a sense of pride,
is 'F-Sake' all you see, when you look in my eyes?
I'm something useless.. pointless, someone whose there,
but you're not quite sure why? Or do you even care?
I'm stopping your freedom, your freedom to win the prize,
the prize of a 'LIFE', without me looking in your eyes,
you idiot, you moron, how did you get here?
you're not worth my time, now run along dear.
Don't ignore me, I'm in pain, I have a lot to gain,
from pushing and pushing, oh here comes the rain,
...the rain of your tears? Oh not THAT again!
Look at you now!...where have you gone?
I don't know who you are?...and I need to move on,
you were once, pretty, clever, sexy,
Who me? Yes you!... Now you even find it hard to buckle your shoe.
You are useless, you are stupid, and you never want to go out,
who is going to want to know you, if you are not out and about?
There is a big world out there, you won't find it in bed!
...but my bed is so cosy, and I prefer to be here instead,
so I don't have to answer questions and justify myself,
to a world that is angry, and plays havoc with my health.
Oh get a grip!...get a move on!...You have nothing to lose,
just try to be brave, it's your decision to choose.
Will you stop looking? Stop judging? Stop 'F-Saking' me?
If I show you what I'm made of, if I can make you see?
Oh ok, but don't be late, and get it right, don't look a state,
I can't keep on giving you chances, now can I, because I hate,
...incompetence in you, you really have to do, a lot better with your world,
because it won't wait for you!
So stop looking, stop staring, and stop judging as before,
and hide all the mirrors, because it is really becoming a bore,
seeing you look at me that way, almost every day,
I just need your kindness and some strength to stay,
on tip-top form, to deal with my LIFE, and the battles I face,
So, no more 'Forsake!'...
K H-C 2011
K H-C 2011
