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I’m not okay
She said
Tear tinged voice
These words were
Not easy for her
The strong one
Rarely giving voice
To the pain
I knew she felt
Physical, and so
Much more
The fragility of life
Spoken yet silent.
She would fight
A warrior
Who
Would fight
A thousand battles.
It’s okay not
To be okay
Those who matter
Will stand by you
Anyway
And those who
Don’t
They don’t matter
Anyway.
Clinical depression
She wrote
Followed by
I’m sorry.
You don’t have
Anything to be
Sorry for
My words were
Gentle
And I prayed
Full of meaning.
I heard the pain
Even in the words
She did not say.
© Michelle R Kidwell
April.23.2022
About the Creator
Michelle Renee Kidwell
Abled does not mean enabled. Disabled does not mean less abled.” ― Khang Kijarro Nguyen
Fighting to end ableism, one, poem, story, article at a time. Will you join me?

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