Johny Roberts Poet Free verse

I Did Not Know of This Pain

For I didn’t know,

I didn’t know of,
This fire of pain, 

From the fingers, the hands,
the feet,

Can’t stand up,
Can’t lay down,

Dreaming, 
Longing for my body to  float away on water,

For this pain to melt away,
For a healer to lay down their gentle hands
on me,

To  lift me up again,
So once again I might see the stars,

Breathe the summer air,

For I did not know,
I did not know of this Pain.

Soon through the cracks, 
Through the partially open curtains,

I hope for the morning light to find its way to me,

For the long shadows of night to be in retreat,

Then,
I will
callout 
for
Help.

John Roberts 
(I had a flare-up recently of Rheumatoid arthritis and I wrote this poem to give expression to the experience and for all people suffering pain. 
Pain can seem even greater at night when the world is still outside)

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L Milton Hankins December 11, 2021 at 12:20 PM Johny, I have often wondered why pain is so much greater at night, or why we are so much more aware of it. I get along rather well with Arthur during the day, but at night my knees kill me. Strange! Johny Roberts December 27, 2021 at 12:50 PM Hi Milton, yes I think we are more aware of it, and I was told we produce less of an anti-inflammatory hormone at night which makes pain sometimes worse. I wish you well Milton. Take care