Five Different Kinds of Pain

I wrote twelve lines about experiencing pain, and there’s a lot more where this came from. Writing it out helps me cope with my particular pain. And if someone else reads my words and feels seen… well, that’s everything.

Five Different Kinds of Pain

I’m down to coffee
And a hollow, gnawing sensation

Running, running the tank dry
Trying to find the pain point of going too far

Loss like a constant shadow
And I struggle to stay just one half step ahead

Rain beckons steadily through distant pines
While the sand holds my feet fast
It’s the distance that kills

But the jut of my hipbone forms a hollow
And that jolt of pleasure that I am not supposed to feel

I feel a lot of things lately that I am not supposed to feel.

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