A Pain Number
What is the number of your pain?
How does that make sense?
Why play this stupid game?
Can’t you see me wince?
I face this pain each day.
There are MRIs and X-ray analysis.
Each has their grim say,
as to what do we do about this.
Number an unsaid scream.
A phantom hit to my spine.
How very strange it seems,
to describe something in my mind.
I can feel the knife sticking in.
It is cold and steely sharp.
Pain that has no end.
It rips my life apart.
Give a number to a bad thing,
quantify a feeling.
How bad is your pain?
We demand you give us meaning.
About the Creator
Mark Stigers
One year after my birth sputnik was launched, making me a space child. I did a hitch in the Navy as a electronics tech. I worked for Hughes Aircraft Company for quite a while. I currently live in the Saguaro forest in Tucson Arizona



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