The Finish Line

When pain came into my life,

it stole my self-reliance and my independence.

It's taken all purpose from my life.

No one can count on me, including myself.

I tried to cram the pain down, as if it were a jack-in-the-box,

but now, it's destroying the very light force out of me.

I feel as if I've been forced to run and run and run.

 

Pain is exhausting me.

I can't out-walk it, can't out-run it,

Pain is gaining you see.

When pain crosses the finish line,

the tears and screams I've not let out,

will no longer stay within me.

 

05/17/07

Reviews

[Pax]

emotional write...intense!

[Cole Hayley]

Very well written. I love the last stanza. Beautiful

[Dr Ayaz chandio]

nicely written,full of intensity and pain.

[Cerise]

wooooow...amazing....touchign and poignant...very well written..loved the ending..:)

[Dr. Wood ?]

I cannot imagine what it must be like to live in constant pain...You paint a bleak picture here

[Steven Cash]

Can't speak from experience, but this is real raw and emotinoal, Barbara

[Craig2591]

Chronic pain has a way of wearing you down. I suffered from it for a short while (luckily). This poem describes it well.

[afra]

great write ....i enjoyed it

[Ahmad Cox]

Thanks for writing such an honest and heartfelt poem.

[Coyote Poetry]

Pain is hard to deal with. My 15 years in the Army did my knees in. I must work. Take the joint medicine and I hope my old legs will make 20 more years. I do understand the poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote