I’m ok, don’t you worry about me.

Feeling like a burden. Complaining that your hurting. Always in pain but trying to hide it. This is how I feel at the moment. I’m constantly being asked if I’m ok. It doesn’t offend me, it’s a perfectly acceptable question. But it’s hard to be honest. This poem explains why.

I’m ok, don’t you worry about me.

One thought on “I’m ok, don’t you worry about me.

  1. Beautiful words. I can totally empathise with how you feel. Even though I’m in a good place at the moment the rawness of what melanoma has done to me is always there. I don’t want to burden my family they’ve been through too much so I keep it to myself. Sometimes it only takes a lyric in a song to bring the emotions pouring out. This tends to happen when I’m alone in the car listening to music.

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