Pain. Mind blowing pain
When they ask on a scale of one to ten
How badly do you feel
But all you want to do is scream
the memory is too real
you felt this blinding pain before
said you’d never live through it again
There is nothing more they can do
at least they don’t pretend
So they simply stand and watch you
beat the bed and rock any cry
and sadly say, there is nothing else we can try
Finally I pass out and soak the sheets with sweat
If only they could have let me sleep
but it wasn’t to be, not yet
Finally, sweet sleep for three hours
They woke me up at five
to do the necessary vitals
to make sure I was still alive.
I woke again to pain.
Mind blowing pain . . .