You can’t see it
The pain
Inside of me
So you assume
It isn’t there
You can’t hear them
The screams
Inside my head
So you assume
They aren’t there
You can’t feel it
The suffering
Which I endure
So you assume
That I’m just fine
I wish I could show you
The agony
I go through
So you’d know
What it’s truly like
The monster
Keeps me hidden
Silent
Untouchable
Trapped
Inside this world of darkness
If only
You could reach in
See or hear or feel
The pain
Then maybe
I wouldn’t feel so isolated
So invisible
This poem was written for Friday Writings, for which the optional prompt this week is to write about pain. I am also joining dVerse’s Open Link Night.
A Multitude of Musings 
Great to see you writing poetry!
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Thank you so much!
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The pain is invisible often
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Agree, sadly. Thanks for commenting.
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You’re welcome my friend
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That is very powerful, thought-provoking…a strong poem to read..
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Thank you so very much! 🙂
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Such important words to remember. Invisible pain, invisible disabilities. Too many discount them and assume.
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I agree. I am generally “lucky” in this respect to also have a mostly visible disability. Oh well, my blindness isn’t visible from just my eyes but usually when interacting with me, people can tell I am disabled in some way at least. It is truly hard when people assume that we’re not suffering at all, or not as much as we are, because our pain can’t be seen. Thanks so much for commenting.
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People are so prone to making snap assumptions! We need writing like this to remind us not to think we know when we’ve barely even looked.
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Thank you for saying that. You’re so right!
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That was really good, sad, but so well written.
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Thanks. Yes, it’s sad indeed.
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Heartache is a pain that hurts in a different way.
So is lonesomeness, being bullied, rejection,
being punished for something you shouldn’t have been,
and a lot of others.
Nice thoughts, hurting subject.
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Thanks for sharing your perspective. I agree wholeheartedly.
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Good one. 💔 but also ❤.
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Thank you so much!
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Invisible illnesses are the hardest to understand. I know because I have one myself. Sometimes I wish I could invent a simulator so I could let others experience a little bit of what I go through! Wishing you well.
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Thanks for sharing your experience. Like I said in another comment, I am “lucky” to also have a mostly visible disability, but still, it’s hard to explain the depths of my invisible suffering.
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Isn’t this the way for most of us? Silent pain is endured on that lonely road and never ask for it to be shared.
I hope someday you find your rest and your pain is released in triumph.
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Thanks so much for sharing your thoughts. Yes, most people will at some point in their lives experience invisible pain.
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We all really need to look deeper for that invisible pain. I like the candid approach to your poem, peeling back the layers of pain.
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Thank you so much. I am so glad you appreciate my openness.
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And yet poetry goes some way to being an antidote maybe? I enjoyed the honesty of your poem, Astrid 🙂
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Thank you. Yes, poetry can definitely act as somewhat of an antidote to invisible suffering.
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What a powerful poem. A fantastic example for those who judge before knowing the actual truth. Sending big hugs. 😊
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Thanks a lot! Yes, it’s so important to look beyond first impressions before we judge.
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Pain without outside signs of trauma can be a terrible thing on the soul. People are rarely as understanding as they should be. And that can be isolating, indeed.
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So true, sad as it is. Thanks for commenting.
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I think alas that pain is mostly invisible, and for those who carry it I think it makes them invisible too
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That last sentiment is so interesting, thanks for sharing it.
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I have a family member who deals daily with chronic pain. I have heard her echo the same sentiments. Because people don’t see her pain they don’t think it exists. It’s so isolating.
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It definitely is! Like I mentioned in a few other comments, I am “lucky” that at least I also have a mostly visible disability. I really feel for your family member. Thanks for stopping by.
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This is incredibly hard-hitting and evocative 💝💝
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Thank you for saying that! 🙂
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The monsters
Keep me hidden
Silent …..this is my fav stanza ! Touching 🙂
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wonderful poem Astrid! I can relate so much to it! ❤
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Oh, I’m so sorry you can relate. Thanks though, I am glad you liked my poem.
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