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Because even pain has a purpose.
Don’t feel bad if they call you only when they’re torn,
You are the candle that burns when the night is worn.
Don’t feel bad if your worth is seen just in need,
Even Christ was remembered most by the broken who plead.
Don’t feel bad if your kindness is met with neglect,
Or your love is returned with silence, not respect.
A tree isn’t praised for the shade it has given,
Till someone is weary, half-broken, half-driven.
Don’t feel bad if your messages go unread,
But they run to you first when their hope feels dead.
The world often forgets who kept it alive,
Till storms leave no choice but to seek and survive.
Don’t feel bad if you’re last on their list,
If your presence is felt more in absence than bliss.
Gold isn’t noticed till darkness has come,
Stars aren’t seen till the daylight is done.
The Cross too was lifted when joy had all fled,
It stood in the silence where Love bled and bled.
Not cherished in banquet, nor praised in the crowd,
But carried in grief, where no song spoke aloud.
So if your name fades in their laughter and cheer,
But returns like a lifeline when sorrow draws near—
Count it not burden, but calling instead,
Light is remembered when all else is dead.
Don’t feel bad.
You were never meant to be their party trick.
You were meant to be their prayer.
A poet, author, and faith writer who believes words can heal what silence hides. My poetry collections — Inked Emotions, Scattered Feelings Stitched in Ink, and Love Beyond Loss — were born out of seasons of grief, solitude, and deep reflection.
Here on Catholic365, I’ve been humbled to share reflections that have reached hundreds of readers. I write not from a place of perfection, but from a longing to make sense of love, loss, and the quiet ways God speaks into our lives.
Whether it’s a poem, a story, or a small reflection, my hope is that you feel seen, encouraged, and gently reminded that faith isn’t always loud — sometimes it’s found in the waiting, the falling, the starting again.
You can find more of my work at https://about.me/anniedcosta
