Chronic Pain
I wake every morning
Sometimes in the middle of the night
With a jolt, or a sting, and it causes a fright
It could be anywhere
Head, sides or knee
But it has never, or will be, any less than three
I fear my death at any given time
The slightest of itches makes my anxiety climb
My ears are ringing
I start to cry
What did I do to deserve this deny-
Of health and of peace
A normal life
All I want is a job, a house and a wife
But I'm stuck in this bed
Alone with my thoughts
Yearning for the days I could still go take walks
When my lungs didn't burn
When my bones didn't ache
When walking to the other room
Didn't make my legs shiver and quake
When my head didn't throb
When my muscles weren't sore
To the point where I felt I couldn't think anymore
Sometimes I wonder if it's something I did wrong
If my life is even worth more than a line in someone else's song
I wonder is there purpose to the agony I endure
The paranoia it causes me makes me so insecure
But I keep drinking my medication
And I try to stay sane
I'll take it day by day
Because I live with chronic pain
Copyright © Eliani Mountjoy | Year Posted 2020
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