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