Comes and Goes Without Notice

The burning sensation within my brain

Travelling up from my spine

Not something I could explain

So not to feel it, I so feign

Pulsing crackling spirals

To push me out of line

Scratching my brain, it idles

An invisible, secret block, my trials

 

If I could give you a taste

Of what it’s like to feel this way

I would find it more than a waste

For more than I to be so paced

Maybe none will understand

Not for lack of trying, as they say

This illness gone long out of hand

Isn’t to be grasped in full, it is too grand

 

Struggle to act like it’s no condition

That I am as functional as others appear

I’m not the only one, that’s my admission

Yet it hurts knowing that, like I have no permission

to do worse than them, though I know they hide as well

The same feeling which stems from separates fear

But I’m on no edge, I already fell

I fear I may hit the bottom before the swell

 

I’m not finished

I’m not giving up

This won’t have diminished

My worth or limit

One foot in front

Half full’s the cup

No matter the hunt

Ourselves we confront

One thought on “Comes and Goes Without Notice

  1. I like this. It speaks to the very human feelings of appreciating our unique qualities and yet wanting to be understood and supported…separate and yet feeling comfortable, not only “ in our own skins” but with those around us.

    In poetry, be sure the search for the rhyme doesn’t derail the thought being expressed. Clarity of intention is paramount for the engagement of the reader. That said, know that every reader will have their own interpretation. I have expressed only mine. I am so happy that you are sharing your work with me. ( Some readers may interpret your piece from a purely physical point of view, depending on their experiences. It is kind of like sending messages out to sea in a bottle. You don’t know where they will land and who will read them!)

    I find that writing makes one very vulnerable but worth the risk if the author makes the “connection” with the reader. The downside is that most often the author will never know unless a response is given! I have enjoyed so many books and have rarely written the author to express my thanks and feelings!

    Lauré just woke up and wants some scrambled eggs for breakfast so I will close for now. Sending appreciation and much love.♥️🥰♥️

    BJR

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