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Trapped
A poem about living with chronic pain
Trapped in a body that yields endless pain.
There is no escape, and it makes me insane.
The pain changes daily, but it is always there.
There’s no end in sight, and I’m nearing despair.
No one truly knows what I’m fighting inside.
Out of sight, out of mind — it’s too easy to hide.
But if you looked deeper, you’d see all the rage
and my endless struggles to get out of this cage.
It’s so unfair that this is my life.
I just want to be normal and not deal with strife.
But one thing I’ve learned is that it’s made me strong.
No matter what happens, I’ll keep trekking along.
I don’t understand why this burden is mine
But no matter how hard I wish, I will never be fine.
Though if anyone asks me, that is what I’ll say —
“I’m fine” (though I’m not ). “It will all be okay.”
The truth is I’m tired, I’m angry, I’m scared,
and sometimes, it feels as if no one cares.
I know that is false but at the same time —
They are not trapped inside this body of mine.
