Hiding behind the lie that is my face. 

Did I forget to nod and smile with social grace?

Why do I fucking care what people think?

The effort to be “normal” makes my heart sink. 

Don’t let them see the truth hiding within my skin. 

The vibrant pain that endures within. 

No cast nor rash nor marks that tell the truth. 

Want to scream, cry, moan and groan, but that’s uncouth. 

At least according to social acceptability it would be. 

Do I still truly care what they’d say about me?

The effort to “be okay” is exhausting and disheartening. 

With every phoney smile I feel my spirit slowly darkening. 

Can I ever pick up the pieces and reassemble myself?

Will I always be lost and alone without my health?

I’m sick to death of this never-ending facade. 

There must be something better, this way’s so flawed!

Must my silent suffering forever be?

Must I always care about who can truly see?

JKC

To help with research and treatment for Trigeminal Neuralgia please go to http://www.tnnme.com (Trigeminal Neuralgia and Me) to sign a petition to have the World Health Organization (WHO) add Trigeminal Neuralgia (TN) to their “Health topic list.”

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