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Pain..again

Pain..again

The god of pain is pitiless and devoid of human frailty.
I feel life laughing at me, mocking me, demeaning me.
ā€˜it’s in your head’ ā€˜control is yours’ ā€˜pain is there to overcome’
Do I accept it? Or fight at every turn?
I am encompassed by the blinding, unrelenting ache of pain.
I can’t touch you! I would hurt you if I could.
You touch every part of me with cruel, thorned hands, that show no compassion.
I am subjugated…
I am weak…
I hurt……
I awake and pray- no more pain today..please!
Rejoice when movement returns.
Give praise for release -albeit temporary.
When pain invades I bargain with God…….pleading pitifully
Does that make me a hypocrite?
Clock looking....time for a pill?…time for small comfort ?
Each day less comfort time, more clock watching.
What is pain? A Punishment? A Challenge?
Sometimes the pain is almost a friend that lets me know I am still here.
A dubious friend who gives nothing and takes all…
But some friends are like that and we accept them with all their faults.
So I accept your hateful friendship…your intermittent absences ,
but Ā reach out to hold the hand of God when I need a constant friend
Ā 
Ā 

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lodigiana

Thanks Charlotte xxxx Ā  Ā  Ā Pain is a dreadful thing to have to live with and that's for both physical and emotional pain- both wear you down...I don't know any way to really combat it Ā except the way I have described and the eternal hope that someday the pain diminishes and we can be free of it. I wish you freedom from your pain.. and soon xxxx Thank you for your kind words and comments.
Lodigiana

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John DeFoore Jr

Aah! I know your friend well.
He and I dance regularly.
It is a battle to see who leads
right now it tilts in his favor.
the darkness it bringsĀ 
is my greatest fear
Fear of this dance lasting forever
i think you have said and shared it well
for there many of us
that face this familiar foe.
thank you perhaps this isn't a battle of one.
great read!!
Ā 

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lodigiana

sorry it has such a personal meaning for you John...but as you say this isn't a battle of one - we are many comrades in arms unfortunately- really appreciate your words and maybe we can turn that dance Ā one day into one dancing on pains grave! xx

LodigianaĀ 

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John DeFoore Jr

Rest assured pain and I coexist, in a type of love hate existence,
Myself without a certain amount of pain would be unrecognizable, my pain without me would not exist at all.

Your writings stir thought an emotion,Surely that is the calling accepted by a writer. Thank you

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