If you are in chronic pain, and mostly a shut in like me (God, that seems weird to say), this poem will speak to your soul.
The whole poem, Sympathy, is by Paul Laurence Dunbar. Thank you for speaking the language that I always can not.
My favorite verse:
I know why the caged bird sings, ah me,
When his wing is bruised and his bosom sore,—
When he beats his bars and he would be free;
It is not a carol of joy or glee,
But a prayer that he sends from his heart’s deep core,
But a plea, that upward to Heaven he flings—
I know why the caged bird sings!
The entire poem, Sympathy by Paul Laurence Dunbar, courtesy of Poetryfoundation.org can be found by clicking my true feelings.
This poem speaks to me because I know what it means to just wake up everyday, isolated, wanting to scream. The bird’s screams, in the scenario, are mistaken for singing. I, too, and many others with chronic pain, feel like this, too. Our bars are invisible. Our bars are pain. When we talk, we are silently screaming inside. Our talking is mistaken for singing, singing that everything is fine. We, are in fact, screaming inside. Screaming that we have to hide our pain, hide how bad our existence is. We scream that we just wish it would all go away. We scream inside every time you ask how were are doing, to answer in a lie, that everything is okay.
I know why the caged bird sings.
Please share a poem with me. A saying, a quote — I would love to read them.
All my love
~ Madeline
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Madeline Fresco is a novelist who lives in San Francisco. She is the author of CROSSED THE LINE, available for Kindle at Amazon.com, for Nook at Barnes & Noble, and as an ePub at other eBook retailers. You can also listen to her novel as a free, serialized audiobook at madelinefresco.com. Her second book THE CHOICE, is available on Kindle at Amazon. Her third bookANGUISH, is available for Kindle at Amazon.com
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