Poetry Book: Songs from the Heart [COMPLETED]

chronic illnesses are lonely

There's a story I need to tell you
One of sadness and pain
One of love and loss and gain
No one knows how lonely it is
To be chronically ill
Until they have it
And become lonelier still

It's a dark place we live in
Isolated and still
We try to spread awareness
For the pain we feel

But no matter what we say or do
No one understands
How much we feel
It's suffocating
To exist in a world
So ableist and angry
A place where they hate us
And preach about our lives
Say we are less than
Because we are sick

I feel like I'm suffocating
And that the world I'm living in
Is one that hates me
I feel so lost in this world
So .... broken and uneven

But even though I try and try to say
That I'm done with this shit
That I'm tired of this ableism bullshit
I wish you could know how much I have to fight
I fight each day for a place in this world
A world so cold
A place so unforgiving and broken

But I  decided not to care anymore
Because I am more than they will ever know
I am not just my illnesses,
I am me
And I am happy to be myself
Even when I may hate it,
I think this world is better with me here
And maybe, just maybe, I'm always going to be okay