The pain of the Body and Soul.

Pain, my constant companion
with me thoughout my highs and lows

Never ceasing never ending
little by little each day it grows

It tucks me in each night before bed
and greets me with the morning sun

It steals from me the simple pleasures
walking, writing, the little things I found fun

Are days that I wonder
how I even go on

Some days I’d do anything
just to have the pain gone

I look to the future without a smile
the cross I’ve been given growing daily

My movements come slower, the aches ever deeper
a simple reaction blessing me with frailty

Strong for those that need me the most
a rock I shall remain, firm I shall stand

Sheltering them from the waves and the weather
till the oceans have beat me to nothing but sand

This life of pain I suffer now constant
though it steals from me the basics of life

My tears I shall swallow, never to show
I shall go long as I can, suffering a pain
I wish none to ever know.

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