Chronic Pain Poems | Examples
These Chronic Pain poems are examples of Pain poems about Chronic. These are the best examples of Pain Chronic poems written by international poets.
at first chronic pain destroys you
you can learn to ignore it after awhile
if it takes weeks, it seems like months
if it lasts for years, you yearn for one painless day
if it lasts five years, you have to imagine being pain=free constantly
It’s all right.
The eye, inner cheek, thumb, knee, and leg.
Begging for relief.
The trigger thumb should be released today at one.
Hip-hip-hurray! Let’s not talk of the hip again…shh!
Perhaps, next week some news, some talk
about the knee…too long it seems, it was lumped
in, with lower leg sciatica pain.
Aye yi yi, the eye, I read,
is chronic (say what?!)
Yep, nurse practitioner did not tell all.
No one dumps the aging news on us
until we’re knee deep in the “stuff.”
Oh the pain…the pain…the pain!
No wonder sitcoms came to be.
We needed to lighten up.
Laugh it up, millennials -
I bet you see the light.
Gasping folds of pain
glued together - coexist
Exclusive cracked glass
unrequited conundrums -
... rhapsodies whirled infinite
The pain increases every day
bit by bit, I have no say
I do what I can to ease it all
but it’s been a real long-haul
from cramping feet to head in a vice
swollen fingers, no paradise
aching hips, joints all stiff
inner workings gone skew-whiff
pins & needles, exhaustion too
I get no help, so I push through
muscles ache, it’s hard to heal
feel like perhaps I got a raw deal
Insomnia, brain fog, twitches & more
just some of the symptoms I endure
no two days are ever the same
Its wretched Fibro’s twisted game
The invisible illness no one sees
a chronic condition considered a disease
widespread pain & yet I smile
but some days wish I could turn down the dial.
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
ask how I feel - it's always "same old" (like crap) . . . chronic disposition
is it my weight or my age or both?
is it arthritis in my spine?
I can barely walk today
or straighten out my back
spinal cord anguish
bad vertebrae?
need to stretch
chronic
ache
It takes strength, day and night
to tolerate pain, the Fibro fight
the muscle aches, damn brain fog
total exhaustion, stiff as a log
headaches, sciatica, insomnia and more
tinnitus, vertigo, and stress galore
nerve pain and spasms, when does it end
this Fibromyalgia needs to mend
I don’t look sick, but my struggle is real
I’m quite often hot, when cold you feel
The ride never ends, but I am strong
Chronic pains no joke, but I will go on.
Mental
mortal traumatic anxiety
is a metaphor for physical pain experience
As anticipating personal therapeutic healing
is analogically connected to absence
of win/lose cultural pathology
in a bad air
anxious atmosphere
climate.
Atheism about sacred healing Benefactors
is not so much a theological position
as it is a disconnected memory,
disembodied experience,
dissociatively anthrosupremacist,
non-panentheistic
In a secularizing monocultural climate
often PatriarchalCapitalist nationalistic,
fear and anger-rooted
cognitive/affective chronic dissonance,
dis-ease,
stress,
detachment from Whole Systemic Healthy EarthMother's
traumatic
laborious
nihilistic experience
of autonomously stressed-out
disordered monotheistic
supremacist inhumanity.
Grief I have known little of.
It’s not as if I ever lost
my one true love.
One brother taken in his prime
saddened us, and yet I know
we’ll see him in good time
My father - two years ago -
passed away, but a stranger was he to me.
Grief too difficult I’ve yet to know.
Yes, great grief I think has yet to be my bane.
I’m compensated physically instead
with chronic pain!
April 23, 2021
(thanks for the reflection you had us do on grief)
For Line Gauthier's Grief In 12 Lines Or Less Poetry Contest
pain
chronic
mind boggling
nothing like it
it changes your mood.
it’s completely
life changing
chronic
pain
This is a solid, true, real.
This pain is mine alone.
This pain is my friend by my side.
It hears my wail, my sigh, my groan.
My somatic pain, my nervous pain.
This short sharp break of my skin.
To the psychological pain sleeping deep inside,
The pain that’s living within.
All the pain is mine alone to have.
Mine to wrap up into a ball.
And play the sport of emotional hurt,
Demolish my emotional wall.
I love the chronic to the acute.
The lingering, to subtle, to intense.
Breaking me down to my forsaken self,
Devouring every piece of my defence.
Ache
Hurt
Twinge
Unpleasant
A noxious stimulus
Injuries
Illnesses
Emotional
Physical
Mental
Psychological
Spiritual
Visceral
Acute
Somatic
Chronic
Suffering
Nociceptive