Pain of the dark

Sitting in the dark awake well before dawn

Coping has become the norm and the pain is never shown

Eyes are open but in bitter pain

Ears ringing, no day is ever the same

Torment deep in the muscles of the neck

No fun today I'll have to take a rain check

Oh to sleep more than a couple hours would be heaven

But all you ever get is misery and depression

You'll never see the afflictions by merely a look

For they are often hidden and kept in a closed book
Why discuss the horror no one will believe you anyway
Laughs and giggles are often what others choose to display
Each day is met with new challenges and demands
All I want is for people to finally understand

Ecclesiastes 5:17

All his days also he eateth in darkness, 

and he hath much sorrow and wrath with his sickness.