I don't know how to answer her,
Because I can't hear what she asks,
The sound of silence is so loud,
The Face of Deafness is my mask.
Can you tell me where I'm going?
It's so hard when everything's dark,
Guessing my way through my black world,
The Face of Blindness leaves its mark.
I hide behind a wall so thick,
And I am made to feel ashamed,
It wasn't my fault...but who cares?
The Face of Abuse is to blame.
Betrayed by myself once again,
I fear I am losing my mind,
I just want to be left alone,
The Face of Depression I find.
Gut wrenching pain sears me once more,
I think I should be used to this,
It colors everything I do,
The Face of Fibro leaves its kiss.
Frozen in body, not in mind,
My arms, legs won't co-operate,
IT WON'T DO WHAT I WANT IT TO,
The Face of M.S. is my fate.
Forever hidden, where am I?
I'll never lose, because I'm lost,
Punished, ridiculed, I can't afford,
The Face of Obesity's cost.
I don't know why I pull out my hair,
They always manage to find out,
The more they tease, the more I pull,
Face O.C.D. head on, I shout!
(c) karla dorman, 2003.
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No matter my disability
Why won't you treat me with dignity??
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I am disabled, with degenerative disc
disease, sciatic pain, osteoarthritis,
and have extreme nearsightedness and
am losing my hearing. I suffer with
rounds of depression and have trico-
tillomania (hair pulling). It may
have been caused by verbal and physi-
cal abuse; I don't know. And let's
add to that: I'm fat!
Been tested for M.S. and Fibro--not
officially diagnosed, but I suspect
I have Fibromyalgia. Been told that
I have chronic fatigue and chronic
pain (no kidding).
Thank God I can walk, thank God I can
talk, thank God I don't have anything
ELSE wrong! :)
Guess my point is...you never know
what Face of Disability someone may
be wearing; some disabilities are not
obvious. Treat ALL people with dig-
nity and respect! Wouldn't YOU want
the same??
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We all have special needs. Some much greater than others. But we all need to be treated with dignity. Well put mi'lady.
~Jackie~
Reviewed by Birdie Houston (Reader)
Reviewed on August 11, 2003
Prayer can change things but there are many who have a disability of meanness and it never goes away
Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader)
Reviewed on August 11, 2003
Mind over matter, and you can do it all.
Reviewed by Nicole Davis Vergara (Reader)
Reviewed on August 11, 2003
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OUTSTANDING AND PERFECTION KARLA...these words of yours will sting some I am sure but to those of us afflicted with maladies this one sings joyously loud with wisdom and truth!!!!
((((Hugs))))
~Nikki~
P.S. I am afflicted myself
1. Degenerative Joint Disease in advanced stages in my knees
2. Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome (Unsure if I spelled it right this late at night)
3. Low Blood Pressure to the point at times I pass out...yea I know not good!
4. And there is always the scare that the cervical cancer shall return!
Our maladies be different Karla dear friend but I just wanted you to know you are not the only one! ((((Hugs))))
Outstanding write Karla!I pray God will bless you with the power to overcome your afflictions.We learn respect from our families, if we don't then it is our duty to learn it on our own as we mature. There is no excuse for disrespect and we shouldn't blame anyone but ourselves ,if we show it!Too many blame it on their upbringing thinking that lets them off the hook!It doesn't!
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on August 11, 2003
Respect of aonther should be automatic. Excellent write!
Karla, thank you for writing this it really needed to be said! Just like the saying goes don't judge a book by it's cover...I know this was painful for you to write but you did all of us that suffer from invisible disabilities a great service. Bravo! I wish for you the best of what each day may have to offer... Love ~Z~
such a compelling write; this drew me in from the beginning, and would NOT let go! bravo for your courage in writing this; i know it wasn't easy at times from reading your words. i know what you live with, and i know you hurt or are frustrated by people's reactions or treatments of you. but i AM behind you 1000%, and i will ALWAYS be! NEVER give up, and keep on shining; you are a truly courageous light in my eyes! :) and i am so glad you are my twin! i love you with all my heart and soul, and i am so glad i didn't miss this! this is fantastic writing!~ ((((HUGS)))) and MUCH love, your twin, karen lynn. :D
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on August 11, 2003
Disabilities are meant to be overcome. Hang in and you can too.
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~Joseph
You have great abilities too.
One day at a time, I hope life is kind to you. I know friends at the Den will be.
John
Love Tinka
~Jackie~
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OUTSTANDING AND PERFECTION KARLA...these words of yours will sting some I am sure but to those of us afflicted with maladies this one sings joyously loud with wisdom and truth!!!!
((((Hugs))))
~Nikki~
P.S. I am afflicted myself
1. Degenerative Joint Disease in advanced stages in my knees
2. Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome (Unsure if I spelled it right this late at night)
3. Low Blood Pressure to the point at times I pass out...yea I know not good!
4. And there is always the scare that the cervical cancer shall return!
Our maladies be different Karla dear friend but I just wanted you to know you are not the only one! ((((Hugs))))
Ignorance is deplorable. No one ever thinks what it feels like to be in the shoes of someone that's disabled
a little compassion understanding and a helping hand if asked would prevail
I am so sorry you suffer so much, not only from your disability and pain, but from the ridicule you put up with.
Love, your friend,
Marilyn
such a compelling write; this drew me in from the beginning, and would NOT let go! bravo for your courage in writing this; i know it wasn't easy at times from reading your words. i know what you live with, and i know you hurt or are frustrated by people's reactions or treatments of you. but i AM behind you 1000%, and i will ALWAYS be! NEVER give up, and keep on shining; you are a truly courageous light in my eyes! :) and i am so glad you are my twin! i love you with all my heart and soul, and i am so glad i didn't miss this! this is fantastic writing!~ ((((HUGS)))) and MUCH love, your twin, karen lynn. :D
Reindeer
I know what you mean by that. Some disabilities aren't visible, and the people are not aware of the pains it cause the bearer.
Good write Karla!
May Lu a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)