morphine

On a scale of one to ten how bad does it hurt? 
The doctor always asks this before giving you any form of relief.
And you lie and say it’s an 8 when it’s really a 5.
Afraid the remedy related to the number won’t be strong enough. 
Afraid you’ll still feel the pain and there will be nothing more to stop it.
Afraid that it might never feel as good as it’s going to feel in this moment 
This moment is the last you get
And I’m afraid 
I’m afraid this pain in my chest will never stop
And no matter how many bottles of booze you go through it will never feel that way again 
That moment when you’re anticipating the pain but it’s not real yet
You’re just looking at it
And then the words come out and it’s reality
Your world is crumbling and there is nothing anyone or anything can do to stop it
So I lied and said it was a 10 when it was really a 15