May 24, 2011 in Poems
This was shared in one of my Facebook groups for people with NarcolepsyGreek meaning loosely "sleep seizure." Disorder marked by recurrent and uncontrollable attacks of daytime sleepiness, often associated with temporary muscular paralysis known as cataplexyCataplexysudden, brief loss of muscle control brought on by strong emotion or emotional response (laughter, excitement, surprise, anger, etc.) This may or may not cause full body collapse. In all cases, the patient is FULLY CONSCIOUS and aware but cannot move. Episodes last anywhere from a few seconds to many minutes.. Unfortunately, the original author is unknown, but this piece certainly speaks from the heart for so many of us with invisible disabilities.
You wouldn’t ask a deaf person
why they can’t hear,
or tell them it’s their fault
for not listening properly.
You wouldn’t tell a blind person
they should try opening their eyes a bit wider,
because there’s no such thing as blindness,
they’re just making it up.
You can see, so why can’t they?
You wouldn’t tell someone in a wheelchair
they should put more effort in,
that they could walk
if they weren’t so lazy.
So don’t ask me
why I don’t just try harder to stay awake.
Don’t ask me
why I can’t wake up in the morning,
am I lazy or what?
Don’t tell me
I could stay awake if I really wanted to,
because you can,
so why can’t I?
Don’t you think I wish I could?
Shared by: A. Clark