The moon is full the sky is grey
why won't this pain go away.
I try so hard to forget it's there
but it tags along making me pull my hair.
I need to rest, I want to sleep
but the shooting pain curses my feet.
open the little brown bottle at hand
and curse the white pills that sit there looking so grand.
A closer look, they call to me
"Take us, please take us we will set your pain free.
So with a gulp from my glass, a swallow and a sigh
I lean back in the dark wanting to cry.
The pain is so harsh, the reality so grim
everything I remember of a healthy life seems so dim.
My legs are screaming, my back wrenched
I lay there in the darkness with my fists clenched.
But an hour goes by and the pain it subsides
just enough to make the pain set aside.
If your reading this your either crazy for listening to me or you somehow think that I have lost my marble LOL. Not very good but its a work in progress ha ha ha. I was never good at rhyming in school but it makes me feel like for a few moments I have distracted myself long enough to get a tiny bit of relief. Anyway I'm going to try to get a little sleep before the light comes.