Nothing to See

She’s in pain again

So she says 

With nothing to display

No contorted face

No strangled eyes

No writhing

Maybe it’s all in her head

It can’t be that bad

She’s out of bed

And not in a battle

To feel human 

Not gambling with tomorrow 

To create a today.

Worth remembering– 

Look how she sways to that song

Which reminds her of that time

When her body sang along. 

She could stay in this frame

Of mind

Not minding the nerves that burn.

Are we supposed to believe

Your bones cry for relief

As you dance in the street?

This could all go away; 

If just like us

You would insist 

What cannot be seen

Does not exist.