Each day begins
with the onslaught of pain
and the struggle to rise
without the hope of gain.
So you push and you push
until you no longer can
and then comes the day
when you no longer stand.
Tag: pain
Monotony
Sometimes I think am dead
with each day the same
as the last.
The thought crosses my mind,
would I even know?
Then the pain starts to flare
and I know for sure
I am still here
because death wouldn’t hurt
this bad,
would it?
© Autumn Siders 2018
Pain
The pain doesn’t ease
it just slips my mind,
numbed by distraction
that I so desperately find.
Each morning starts
a little worse than the last
and each night ends
just out of my grasp.
The strength that I need
just to get through the day
seems weaker each moment
as I keep the pain at bay.
No drink nor drug
will ever help subdue
the ache in my bones
created by you.
© Autumn Siders 2017
Your Shoes and Mine
You say you’ve never known
pain like you’ve seen in my eyes,
but we’ve all known pain
in some sort of disguise.
You have made it through
so much more than I,
and my pain hinders me
while yours makes you try.
My fate had been decided,
the moment I conceded;
don’t let me drag you down
in the pain I always needed.
Autumn Siders 