Invisible symptoms make people unaware
Of the daily struggles
And my despair.
They expect unaffected behaviors
That I can’t always perform
Now not up to my past norm.
The frustration is intense
For me facing those on
The other side of that fence.
I speak too softly.
Then, apparently too loud!
That doesn’t please the unsympathetic crowd.
Memory, comprehension, speech
Issues that don’t describe what’s inside me.
Anxiety has it’s nasty reach.
My husband and others
Who are informed
Still expect me to perform.
Darken my world.
Society keeps denying my present sum.
Angry words and upset nerves
Combining shames in my gut.
Suffering pain, I feel their cut.
Medications work at the task
Hiding our worst symptoms.
“Aren’t you better?” they ask.
I try to educate everyone I meet
Invisible symptoms, not a tremor in sight
We with Parkinson’s share this perplexing plight.
Used by permission of the author.