The Wonder of the Mind
Throbbing, piercing, perpetual pain
Is enough to drive anyone insane
Constant pain that does not ease.
Nothing seems to appease,
Pain.
Pain that is so bad. You cannot walk,
It takes away your desire to talk,
You want the pain to go away
What else is there you can say,
Pain engulfs you against your will,
It is a cruel and bitter pill,
It dulls your thinking and your mind,
And that is a pain of a different kind.
It takes away your joy in living,
Always accepting, seldom giving.
A constant companion, unfortunately
Who has become an enemy?
It makes you think that nobody cares,
As they appear to be unaware,
Of this ache that's so unforgiving
That is part of your daily living
But deep down, you know they do
They wish they could share the pain with you.
As this can never be
They can help you verbally
By telling you they understand
And offering a helping hand
By being compassionate and kind
It may help to ease the pain
And do wonders for the mind.
Copyright © Shirley Hawkins | Year Posted 2023
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