The Pain

I have a VERY painful health condition.

Choking,

rending,

searing pain,

has its tendrils in my brain,

crushing out the life

and light in me,

crippling and infecting me,

rushing through every nerve,

causing my vision to swerve,

and my stomach to purge.

Unwilling tears stream down my face,

as i'm caught in

this hellish embrace,

no time to try to be a man,

to try to save face,

feels like the physical embodiment

of hate.

I cannot move,

and i cannot breathe,

the pains brings me to my knees,

cannot talk,

only choke, gasp,

and mentally beg peace

from whatever is causing this disease,

others come to comfort me,

but the pain does not cease,

sometimes it may even increase,

and just when i think that

i will end up deceased,

release.

Sweet release,

sweaty shaky breaths,

bittersweet that i've once again

avoided death,

try to smile for those around me,

to help them feel at ease,

but i stay on my knees,

tasting my defeat,

at the hands of my body.