You might see me smiling, but what you don't see
is that I'm screaming behind that smile.
You see me going on with everything, work,
groceries, life in general, what you don't see
is that it takes every ounce of energy to breathe.
You see me sitting alone with my thoughts,
what you don't see is that I'm talking to him.
You hear me say "I am fine," what you don't see
You see me and think "she's back to normal",
what you don't see that there is no normal for me anymore.
You see me and think Oh God I hope this never happens to me,
what you don't see is that as much as I long for you to understand me...
I hope this never happens to you either.
You see me laughing and joking with others
and think she must be "getting over what happened"
what you don't see is I can never get over this.
You see me sad and you don't know what to say,
so you keep going, what you don't see is that all I really want
is for you to ask How am I really doing and give me a hug.
You see that life goes on, what you don't see
is that the life I had will never be the same again.
You see that I am strong.. do not be decieved,
what you don't see is that I am weak and weary,
and some days I'm on the edge. What you see is a mask.
.a lie, the mask helps you cope with me and myself,
what you don't see is the raw unbearable pain.
you could never understand anyway unless you walk a mile in my shoes....
God Forbid.
Submitted by member Cath
3 comments:
Sending you a GREAT BIG HUG!
There is no normal life for you or for me or for Dennis or for any others who have been hurt, emotionally, physically, mentally, or spiritually. However, never give up hope! For Jehovah God, through his son, Christ Jesus, can and will undo all the harm that Satan has brought into this world by introducing sin and death.
May we build our faith and "a fine foundation for the future, in order to get a firm hold on the real life!"- 1Tim. 6:19
I'm sure it brings a bit of comfort in a group like this who really gets it. this poem reflects exactly what you've been voicing for the last few years.
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