Pain

Pain

I don't scream out  with pain anymore.
I flow with  it...letting it go ...taking me along.
I watch alert observant...

I don't fight pain any more
I surrender
I commiserate
I dive in deep through as many layers
As I can...
Because I know
Somewhere hidden within the necrotic layers....
Tolerance created a pearl.

I let my pain scream and howl if it  needs
If it wants drama I give it a spectacular scene
And no I am not watching from the wings anymore

I am Here  I am
In the moment now
I am the wound opening up to you

And as  you see me tear and claw my leaden soul
Shivering dead to the bone
At the futile scratch of nails
On metallic chest
my heart shredded with the papyrus pain
A bed of livid writes
drowning my head
The scalding thoughts decomposing my face

But -
I am not dead yet.
In mourning grieving.....
This Pain needs a soothing ride
And masters touch will break it in
tottering home
In relieved dreams.

This Pain
Demands a hearse
Pallbearers and wake
And no
I don't deny you
A State funeral
I owe you so much.

But
There's a master switch a silent whip a wand
And  with a light touch and a swish and without flourish
When its  dead and done
Pain and I.
We will bring the curtains down.

Pain
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Thank you very much.

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