do you see
the way the sky dances
in my eyes
*
do you hear
the sound of hope
which rings in my voice
*
do you feel
the pain in my bones
which never relents
*
do you see me?
do you hear me?
do you feel me?
*
i'm the person you loved
when i was well.
the same person that was
easy to love.
*
i'm the person you laughed with
when laughing was easy,
and happiness
was readily
found
for me.
*
i'm the person you whispered
loving words to
before i was bedbound.
*
the same person you promised
to be with
as i faced a new
and scary future
with
illness.
*
i'm the same person
that i've always been.
*
i have the same hopes,
same heart,
same voice,
same humanity.
*
oh yes,
while i have changed
in what i can do,
i am still the same person
on the inside
that you once loved
and knew.
*
i want you to know
that i heard your whispers of doubt
and saw the judgment in your eyes.
*
i know you stopped believing
me
long ago.
*
i will be okay without you,
i will heal on my own.
*
in the end
i'm not the one who
changed.
*
you changed.
you stopped caring
because it got harder
for you to spend time
with me
the way we used to.
*
i will be okay.
*
without your support;
like a phoenix
i will rise.
*
or not.
*
but, i will be okay.
*
i don't need you
but
i miss you.
About the Creator
Love, Nell
Words about chronically ill bodies and the hope that's found in the hard seasons of one's journey. Poetry and journal entries about experiences with chronic illness, love, raising children while ill, and finding purpose in my pain.
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