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Poetic Pain Pill

Chronic illness isn’t for punks You deal with pain feel drained I wonder why my power failed To heal myself be a miracle I think it’s leftover trauma I forgot in maroon mind But body blues recall drama So I will find a white way To break the cycle of pain And gain the keys to self help

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Kim Rodrigues

Date: 7/11/2024 11:34:00 AM

So sorry if you are suffering with chronic pain. Hope you get relief; at least poetry is cathartic.

Karen Jones
Date: 7/11/2024 11:46:00 AM

Yes poetry is an outlet! Thanks for your compassion.

Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 7/11/2024 7:15:00 AM

Dear Karen, I empathize with your expressions of pain, and I do hope that in some way it is healing. The mind is a great healer at times, but not always. In my pain and suffering, I wonder what I can do to help others, which gives me greater joy in life. Perhaps pain makes us better writers, filling our works with real emotions. From my limited perspective, it truly makes an impactful read to empathize with that pain and suffering. - Blessings, My Dear Friend, You are on my Prayer List, Daniel

Heidi Sands

Date: 7/11/2024 5:46:00 AM

Yes, you can find a way. Good one! Take care :)

Karen Jones
Date: 7/11/2024 8:32:00 AM

Thanks Heidi hugs