No one should ever have to
hurt this way
When all that is heard
are words to
bring you down
to hurt you
They cut through you,
piercing you everytime they are heard
And in the silence,
the voices are still to loud
The voices ring in my head
over and over,
over and over...
again
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I wrote this poem on the way back from a doctors appointment, where I was once again told that they would not do anything for me because they didn't think anything was seriously wrong! it was just more birth control (which wasn't helping at all), and more pain killers, even though they didn't think i needed them. even with my pain killers i had days where i couldn't get out of bed because i hurt too bad, and could barely walk. now i am getting to be that way again...finally i found a doctor who did something and it turned out i had 3 large (ranging from 4x5 cms to 8x8 cm) cysts attached to ONE ovary. that was on top of smaller ones they found (which also were covering my other ovary. they were removed along with the scar tissue the endometriosis left, and my appendix that was being eaten up by it. and i would just LOVE to go to the doctors who told me nothing was wrong and slap the crap out of them!
sry...i am venting lol!
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I'm Sorry...
I am so sooo sorry about your pain and the horrible medical practices that you have had to deal with. I also, find it very frustrating...how they don't listen, and most of them only care about money and the business end of it. They treat us like machines...without emotions or a soul. They are without emotion and a soul! It's outrageous and disgusting. It's all wrong.
It has got to change. You are not alone in this!!! I'm glad that you finally found some one to help you. I am still looking right now...
"They cut through you,
piercing you everytime they are heard"
So excruciatingly, and unfortunately, true. Those bastards!!!!
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Don't say sorry for your venting...this poem I could relate with...I went through 5 yrs of laproscopic surgeries on my female organs til finally they did an hestorectomy...I know the spelling is awful..but I am sure you understand...I ofter feel if this were men complaining...it would not take so long to be cured..great poem...glad you solved your health problems...thanks for sharing
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Echoes in the shadows do much to torment. It's the hurtful words spoken to us that remain with us. I wish it didn't have to be that way. A very good write. I know exactly what you meant. You got your message across well.
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IM NOT EXACTLY SURE WHAT IT IS YOUR TALKING ABOUT- BUT I DEFINATLY KNOW THAT IVE FELT THE FEELING AND.. STILL AM TODAY.....GREAT POEM!! HOPE IT GETS BETTER
~TAKE CARE~
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