Pain

Pain
It explodes through my knee
as I fall to the ground
hoping I didn't do it again.

Everyone surrounds me
Asking me questions
making sure I'm okay.
I'm not.
But they don't know that

Other's keep telling me
everything is fine,
nothing happened.
We were all wrong.
Again.

My world turned upside down
for the second time.

The hurdles put up once again
ready for me to knock them back down.

The minutes tick by slowly
as I wait to hear my name.
They say count back from 
10
9
8
7
6
5
blackness

Pain is infinite.
In my knee
In my head
In my stomach
everywhere

All I want to do is sleep.
But the pain is too extreme
and the nurses won't let me.

Pain
As I jump over
hurdle after hurdle
waiting patiently
until it is my turn to be happy again

9 months they said
9 months until I can play again
That's 273 days
That's 6552 hours
That's 393,120 minutes
That's 23,587,200 seconds
Until it is over

Every step
every second of 
every day, working,
hoping ill be better
by the time we start again.
Free from pain.
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