Am I Invisible To You?
Truth's Unveiling
Am I invisible to you?
My mask is secure; you cannot see through,
I was assured that professionals could diagnose the truth,
But I am invisible, even to you.
‘Autism is a spectrum’, they say,
Almost dismissing my struggles that persist everyday,
Why can’t you fathom the pain that remains?
Maybe it’s because I'm invisible.
I lay my cards out on the table,
You claim I’m too young to be given a label,
‘You present yourself well- you’re emotionally stable’,
Still, I remain invisible.
If I were a man, would my voice be heard?
Would you still look at me like my thoughts are absurd?
I’m consciously aware that I cannot be cured
But I’m pleading for help and you won’t take my word.
For in this world,
I am invisible.
About the Creator
Emily Mary Rose
Emily Hustwick is a neurodivergent poet endeavouring to communicate the painful woes of mental and chronic illness. If you find yourself lost amongst the verses and the prose, know that you will one day be found.
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Well, you are not invisible now. You are seen with shining colors. Congratulations on your triumphs.
Honestly, the words were so deep to. It was very nicely written. I was so inspired by you.
This is extremely detailed and deep - I love it!
Very well written and emoted such strong feelings of pain and struggle. You are not invisible - I 🩵 this work.
I think everyone feels invincible at times
sometimes we have to wear the mask.
This was so beautiful! I love your style!
This was vulnerable and compelling! Loved it & Thanks for sharing!
Heartfelt. I actually felt the pain while reading this. Thank you for sharing and congratulations on making it to Top Stories!
This was so emotional and very relatable! Congratulations on your Top Story!
Nicely written
Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!
Such a powerful poem. Thank you for sharing this. I cannot describe just how much this resonates with me. So, so lovely. Congrats!
Congratulations on your Top Story🎉💖💯😉
WOW! I MEAN WOW! Thank you for this! This why we wear our masks or vails. The hardest part of having mental illness/disorders; is having to explain something to someone who doesn't even want to understand! What people don't realize is, when someone act like theres not a problem with their loved ones, they're in denial. Denial of what may be uncovered about themselves, or how they would be looked at. Moreover, they cannot and will not understand that it was never "their struggle" in the first place. On the other hand, it's a fight within ourselves. When we do have someone that wants to understand, we believe that they are just saying that to spare our feelings. I have struggled most of my life from Borderline personality disorder, Depression and PTSD. It literally took 30 years for me to seek help. All because I come from a culture that pretty much dubs you an attention seeker if you have mental "issues." No one will ever understand until it's them behind the mask. Great Job! This really touched my heart! (I digress...)
Really well done.
I can feel what you have felt while writing it down your words are heard clearly but unlucky are those who can hear but yet act like a deaf. Girl, you nailed it. Proud of you! (p.s. new subscriber here) ;)
That's why people who struggle mentally can not tell others about it. Because they won't get it or believe. The poem was beautifully written! I loved it!
You captured this perfectly. I hate how many of us have to go through this. I've known too many people struggling to get the help they need for autism and ADHD and I've been dealing with trying to reach out for help with my OCD only to be told I'm "too high functioning" to be given a referral for a few years now. </3
I can actually feel the words in this poem. I have a grandson who is autistic. He is "verbal" but you can see the disease on his face. He's smart but too introverted. He'd rather play on his xbox than read or study. He also has ADHD and the combination can really frustrate those of us who see him regularly. Thank you for bringing autism into another light. While we may get frustrated, none of us knows or understands what goes through his mind.
Oh this was sad, and so well written. I’m sorry this is the way society has made you feel
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Wow so powerful. Autism by our larger society is so misunderstood. I wish you the best in your mental health journey. This poem really struck a chord with me. And though it may only be a small measure, I see you, you are not invisible in this moment.
aw so good! Fire Emily fire!!!
Such a relatable topic, this sense of outsiderness and being unheard/unseen... I love the rhythm of the lines