I Am Me

I Am Me

     

Sunday, February 12

I Am Suffering

My pain is seen
if pain can be
measured
assessed
quantified.

My pain exists
whether you see it or not,
whether your eyes are open,
or your mind is closed.

I am in pain
and
I
am
suffering.

How callous, how self-absorbed
how busy
must you be
to not notice me?

Or worse, you
see my pain, my suffering,
and you do nothing.
Nothing.

No recognition,
No acknowledgement,
No response,
No reaction.

You may ignore my pain,
you may turn a blind eye to my suffering.
But I do not have to
Tolerate you.

I will be recognized, pain and all.
Do not swallow your discomfort,
Let it resonate with mine.
Let it build so you will have to
Stand up.

We are all suffering.
We can revolt.
Together.

But first, you must testify.
You must come clean.
You must say you saw me,
saw me helpless on the floor,
and you did nothing.
Nothing.

Except now, your statement,
your allocution is something.
Is Something.
Redemption?
Contrition?
Penance?
Something.

It's better than nothing.

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