A poem by Mimi
You are not alone
You
with the chronic pain
the unknown, sometimes un-nameable
disease
plaguing your bones, your insides, your joints
You
who are up at night
wondering if it will end
when it will end
why… why won’t it ever end?
You
who so don’t want this disease
to define you
to be all that you are
who wants to hide from it all
and make it untrue
Who at the same time
wishes to yell out for all to hear
I AM CHRONIC
I WILL NOT CHANGE
THIS IS ME NOW
ACCEPT ME
(But how? How can they accept you,
when you have yet to accept yourself?)
You are not alone
You
who at times has so much pain
you find yourself in fight or flight
with your own self
(finding neither fight nor flight a possible solution,
panic takes over and anxiety settles in…)
You are not alone
as you peruse the Internet
looking for answers
looking for miracles
looking for others
sometimes grateful to know there are others who suffer more
(sometimes,
but not usually)
You
whose childhood is filtered through
a murky haze
Where does one’s disease end and life begin?
When does one’s disease end and life begin?
(please,
let me begin again)
You are not alone
You who longs to dance
lift
jump
run
who watches others and wonders:
“How can they simply rub it in like that?”
(all the while knowing it’s not their fault,
after all… you never even bothered to explain.)
You
who watches as your creator
is manipulated by one small gene
that same gene that now manipulates you
the same one you pray daily will not inhabit your angels
You are not alone…
I am here, too
awake again with you
fighting and fleeing our way
through yet another night…