Don’t Jump!
Unlike bullets, knives or poison
You’d make an awful splat;
I can’t help but wonder
How much dignity’s in that?
It won’t really help a thing
But your pain will surely end;
But so will all the glorious bits
More than you comprehend.
You see we’re all connected
Through this web of heartfelt caring,
Our family, friends and others
They all share in your despairing.
No, they cannot feel it
Quite as much as you
But they do see it
And can hand you Super-Glue.
One can’t take it everyday
This constant chronic pain
That’s why the love of others
Falls like summer rain.
As each new day arrives
With it comes the sun,
You feel a new day dawning
Yet fear the next re-run.
Chronic pain is different
Than pain that comes and goes
Thus we become quite good
At feeling bellicose.
Although we can be tempted
To throw a punch at times,
We have learned control
Have no energy for crimes.
We try to be good patients
Take our medications as prescribed
Only a fool ignores advice,
Or mixes other drugs or gets imbibed.
We talk to ourselves
Just to get commiseration
And eventually grow tired
Of all the aggravation.
The desire to escape
Occurs to us each day,
Why would anyone choose this life
And dare to whoop “Hurray?”
It’s difficult for each of us
Because it’s always there,
At first that’s all we see
Despair is everywhere.
We can’t find the controls as
Life spills out through our hands
Vocation, friends and family
Are now on shifting sands.
We’re faced with new decisions
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Source: Life with Chronic Pain - Category: Other Conditions Authors: admin Tags: Poetic therapy chronic pain poem Source Type: blogs