on pain.
My friend Stacy Birks recently wrote a poem about living with chronic pain. It is honest and deep. I think it's a wonderful piece of work - it moved me. So, for those who suffer and for those who need to understand, here is the beautifully deep poem written by a beautifully deep woman;
I have almost forgotten
What life is like living
Without the nagging
companion
Called pain
Currents of sharp discomfort
Waves that ebb and flow
Bring with them stubborn
agony
Torture
She seems relentless and cold
Bent on draining life and
Sucking joy at the perfect time
Despair
Only music will soothe
Lyrics sung to me say,
"pain is our mother
She makes us recognize
Each other...
Come on now child
Don't cry"