Pain...Again Poem by Lodigiana Poetess

The god of pain is pitiless and devoid of human frailty.
I feel life laughing at me, mocking me, demeaning me.
‘it's in your head' ‘control is yours' ‘pain is there to overcome'
Do I accept it? Or fight at every turn?
I am encompassed by the blinding, unrelenting ache of pain.
I can't touch you! I would hurt you if I could.
You touch every part of me with cruel, thorned hands, that show no compassion.
I am subjugated…
I am weak…
I hurt……
I awake and pray- no more pain today..please!
Rejoice when movement returns.
Give praise for release -albeit temporary.
When pain invades I bargain with God…….pleading pitifully
Does that make me a hypocrite?
Clock looking....time for a pill? …time for small comfort?
Each day less comfort time, more clock watching.
What is pain? A Punishment? A Challenge?
Sometimes the pain is almost a friend that lets me know I am still here.
A dubious friend who gives nothing and takes all…
But some friends are like that and we accept them with all their faults.
So I accept your hateful friendship…your intermittent absences,
but reach out to hold the hand of God when I need a constant friend