How can something be love when people place conditions on circumstances? When things get difficult people seem to to run away without looking back to save them self without caring for another. Am I not here? Am I not human? Does my medical malady offend you? Is it my fault I couldn't contain my anxiety and suffering...that I was imperfect? That science ruined my mind and body and I am paying the pied piper. How is it that this is so? How can we feel for one situation and not for another? Does my pain make you uncomfortable? Because I don't wear my pain outwardly do you believe me? Because I don't cry or scream can you not hear me? Why is it because I suffer in silence am I any different?
And now I cry...
yet you cannot see my tears
they fall from my from heart like crimson colored hail
my silence it screams
like a rabbit drowning in water
yet you cannot hear it
I tremble
like a volcano erupting
yet you cannot feel it
Because I look normal.
When do people see another? When do they decide that they've suffered enough? Or do they even see it...can they see it? What makes another indifferent - is it their unusual strength, their bold outlook, their lack of normalcy.
Unfortunately and fortunately I am an anomaly - I am not only genetically unique but my perception or outlook on life and society is against what most people believe in or do.
Just by being me - makes me different, yet I am the same. I am connected to everyone and everything...so why do I feel so alone in a sea of people? I am trapped in a society who has yet to awaken and see that they are a part of everyone and everything. That I am no different then you...but yet I am different. How can that make sense? Because you can feel everything I can feel if you allow yourself to open up and feel pain.
But I'm sure you wouldn't want to feel my pain - and yet I want to know your pain...I want to know how you suffer in silence. Do you feel like you are heard? Do you feel like everything you do is for nothing because tomorrow you are going to get back up and do the same thing today all over again tomorrow?
We all wonder when our monotonous pain will end...but some fear of their pain increasing ... like myself.
When do people see another? When do they decide that they've suffered enough? Or do they even see it...can they see it? What makes another indifferent - is it their unusual strength, their bold outlook, their lack of normalcy.
Unfortunately and fortunately I am an anomaly - I am not only genetically unique but my perception or outlook on life and society is against what most people believe in or do.
Just by being me - makes me different, yet I am the same. I am connected to everyone and everything...so why do I feel so alone in a sea of people? I am trapped in a society who has yet to awaken and see that they are a part of everyone and everything. That I am no different then you...but yet I am different. How can that make sense? Because you can feel everything I can feel if you allow yourself to open up and feel pain.
But I'm sure you wouldn't want to feel my pain - and yet I want to know your pain...I want to know how you suffer in silence. Do you feel like you are heard? Do you feel like everything you do is for nothing because tomorrow you are going to get back up and do the same thing today all over again tomorrow?
We all wonder when our monotonous pain will end...but some fear of their pain increasing ... like myself.
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