I'm not sure this will make sense to anyone. It's written for the groups im involved with for those who suffer from 'invisible illnesses.' I myself suffer from CRPS, FM and CFS. So I guess many really won't understand this. However, I wanted to post it for those who do understand its meaning. And to those of you who don't, its true.
It's hard to keep hold of loved ones when they have to watch you suffer. Its sometimes even harder to keep hold of them who don't see us suffer. they see us on our good day, good as new, so don't understand when we can't make events or dates ect becoz of our 'invisible illness.'
As it's often written, 'how are you ill when you look so well?'
There's so much that you don't see when it comes to sufferers of these conditions. I just wanted to pull a little attention to it, not just to those with loved ones who are suffering but to those who have no awareness of the condition.
(i wasn't sure on the right poetry category so if anyone can correct me then please do so and I'll put it in its proper place