A hidden pain, a hidden shame. Perhaps through sharing, I’ll find my name


E Rapsey


Part 1. The beginning:

Everyday I smile, I say that I’m ok,

As another part of me breaks & falls silently away.

Everyday I laugh, I joke along with the rest,

Yet inside I’m tormented & being put to the test.

Everyday I’m up & dressed, I put on a good show,

That my body has let me down, no one will ever know.

Everyday surrounded by families filled with happiness,

As I sink further down, down into the abyss.

Everyday I see the bigger picture, I'm skilled at using reason,

Yet the hurt remains present, through each & every season.

Everyday that I’m reminded of new life surrounding me,

I’m scared of becoming bitter, longing for what will never be.

Everyday I go to work, to others I’m strong,

But my pain is hidden, they couldn’t be more wrong.

So everyday I’ll smile again, I’ll say that I’m ok,

As long as that’s what they see,

maybe I’ll find a way.

 

Part 2. 5-years on:

I often wonder what is the point of me?

Hollow & adrift in the vast, vast sea

My colour & light trying to shine bright

Yet even the stars are darkened by the longest night

Distant glimmers but really now gone

What lies there now, where hope once belonged?

An empty vessel, purpose unknown

A jovial voice, hiding the saddest tone

Grateful for each day, in many ways I’m blessed

Yet my soul continues to search & wonder

An endless pursuit of unreachable rest

I often wonder what is the point of me?

When I’m gone, what will be left?