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a conversation with pain

The pain controlled, yet my mind clouded.

Relief has its payment, for an active mind.

Slowed by the solutions, yet focused,

An odd clearness from behind the fog.

 

Craving sleep, yet not needed, or possible,

With the active mind of a crazed man.

So here I sit with my eyes on paper,

Looking for words to write to busy the mind.

 

Yet relieved the pain has lifted,

Hoping it’s the end, rather than just a break from the pain.

It comes, then goes for hours or days, sometimes weeks,

With little warning, just the pain.

 

In the end, even no pain,

The lingering numbness, from the drug,

Leaving the mind, clear within the fog, time passing by,

Wishing for sleep, that will not come.

Author's Note

Just diverting my mind as my words do display

Reviews

[Unspoken poet]

oh how I know this feeling, I have problems with sleeping.
Very well written

[Willard Wells]

Appreciate your time in reading words from a painful moment.