Invisible Illness

Mon, 01/11/2016 - 00:21 -- A1

It is my secret until I wish to share

You may not see my pain, but it will always be there,

Waiting to strike, hiding behind my own eyes

I use a smile to disguise, the pain that I feel

Up and down my back

 

It starts from the skull where the trouble began

It shocks my nerves through to my hands

And before I can stop it, it tingles my feet

Creating a pain in my body I cannot defeat

Until, again, I take another pill

 

To them it’s just a headache or muscle strain

To me, it’s a sign that no one understands

What I go through everyday

Just to get through the pain

That my own body created when I was born

This poem is about: 
Me

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