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A Piece of Poetry on my incontinence.
Hope you all enjoy.
"Something you don't talk about"
Its something you dont talk about
The feeling, the pain, the urgency.
Why does everytime i go to the bathroom -
Feel like an emergency?
People dont understand; they kid, they joke, they clown.
But dealing with this condition -
Id pass anyone the crown.
The doctors push you in; the medicine is
Pushed out. But when your home,
All you want to do is scream, shut down and shout.
Its not that big of a deal people say;
But why is it still on my mind last month, last week, and today?
Maybe itd be different if the whole world knew, the times your not protected and have accidents - thats taboo.
But we dont talk about that - my life feels like an impossible maze. Standing in the pharmacy, med store, with my head held down in shame.
Did i mention the diapers? Yeah there called protection and briefs. But call them diapers, culture will see you as a baby or worse yet - a freak.
What happens to the people who fall in between the cracks - the people who need guidance, support, and understanding to live underneath the slacks.
Youre welcome here in this forum thats engraven; ive found the NAFC - is my only safe Haven.
The world can be ignorant; to the ones who have no control. The people who need support- because they are filled with self doubt.
But always remember -
Its something you DON'T talk about.
Hope you all enjoy.
"Something you don't talk about"
Its something you dont talk about
The feeling, the pain, the urgency.
Why does everytime i go to the bathroom -
Feel like an emergency?
People dont understand; they kid, they joke, they clown.
But dealing with this condition -
Id pass anyone the crown.
The doctors push you in; the medicine is
Pushed out. But when your home,
All you want to do is scream, shut down and shout.
Its not that big of a deal people say;
But why is it still on my mind last month, last week, and today?
Maybe itd be different if the whole world knew, the times your not protected and have accidents - thats taboo.
But we dont talk about that - my life feels like an impossible maze. Standing in the pharmacy, med store, with my head held down in shame.
Did i mention the diapers? Yeah there called protection and briefs. But call them diapers, culture will see you as a baby or worse yet - a freak.
What happens to the people who fall in between the cracks - the people who need guidance, support, and understanding to live underneath the slacks.
Youre welcome here in this forum thats engraven; ive found the NAFC - is my only safe Haven.
The world can be ignorant; to the ones who have no control. The people who need support- because they are filled with self doubt.
But always remember -
Its something you DON'T talk about.