He lays in bed, alone at night,
A silent victim of his plight,
His body weak, his spirit low,
The pain of shame begins to grow.
His partner sleeps, unaware,
Of the burden that he must bear,
He cannot rise to meet her needs,
His manhood lost, his heart now bleeds.
He tries to hide his secret shame,
Afraid to speak his own name,
The fear of judgement holds him down,
He wears a mask, his true self drowned.
He longs for intimacy and love,
But feels like he's not enough,
The pressure of performance looms,
As his confidence slowly consumes.
He seeks a cure, a way out,
But the stigma leaves him in doubt,
He wonders if he'll ever feel,
The warmth of love and passion's zeal.
So let us not forget the pain,
Of those who suffer in vain,
Let's lift the veil of shame and fear,
And offer them a listening ear.
For in our empathy and care,
We can help them break free from despair,
And let them know they're not alone,
In this silent suffering that they've known.
If the chance is minimal. But there is no risk. Take the chance