There Is Nothing Wrong With You, Poem by The Middle Human
She’s consulting me,
telling me how I feel.
“You’re not as sick as you say you are,
if its in your head it’s not real!”
“Although your stomachs in knots,
and your doubled over in pain.
I can’t help you with any relief,
like I said, it’s your brain.”
“I need you realise,
it’s not a physical thing!
There isn’t anything wrong with you,
it’s a real selfish thing you’re doing!”
But how can it just be in my head,
when the symptoms are pouring out?
I’m feeling sick so violently,
I cry and scream and shout!
Yes, there are days when I’m silent
They mistakenly think me well.
They look at me and see peace,
when actually I’m in hell!
I’m struggling to sleep,
something is stabbing my tummy!
Run to the toilet again,
but there’s no more to give, I’m empty!
I see sprinkles and splatters of blood,
a pink puddle next to my pillow.
My body too weak move,
my throat to swollen to swollow.
I try to explain this pain,
but she just shakes her head.
“Theres nothing wrong with you!”
No wonder so may are dead!!!
We need to understand that Mental illness produces physical problems. Having to deal with with both can drive a person to desperate measures. The professionals need to be far more understanding! I've had a similar situation recently, and my body feels wretched!
But, I know I will feel better!!!
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