Pain
Constant pain
Not quite physical
A mental pain
An invisible wound.
Constant pain
My life is ruled by it
Its tendrils ensnare me
Its power engulfs me
At times it overwhelms me.
Not quite physical
Still it has marked me
In shadows beneath my eyes
In lines across my forehead
In scars upon my skin.
A mental pain
It squeezes my mind
It crushes my soul
It robs me of pleasure
It steals away my sleep.
An invisible wound
I live with it
I endure it
I strive to bandage it
I fight it.....
I fight it!
COPYRIGHT DM PAMMENT 26th MARCH 2010

Comments
MistakenMagic | March 27, 2010 - 15:45
Very powerful, David! It's so true that the worst pains aren't actually physical but mental and emotional. I really felt this one, well done ;)
Magic xxx
kheldar | March 27, 2010 - 15:50
Thank you Rebecca for reading and commenting, your thoughts in particular are always most welcome.
David xx :--)
Silver Spun Sand | March 27, 2010 - 16:13
I really felt this, too, David. The short sentence structure you have used in this poem, really serves to hammer home the intense feeling so eloquently illustrated by your words.
A big 'well done' from me too;-)
Tina xx
notgotacluenat | March 27, 2010 - 16:40
I couldn't agree more with Rebecca & Tina's comments. I definately felt this. Brilliant writing!Natalie xx
kheldar | March 27, 2010 - 18:44
To Tina and Natalie, my humble and grateful thanks. As you will know, writing free form stuff takes me well beyong my safety zone, its reassuring to receive complimentary feedback. Thank you.
David xx :--)
shoe | March 30, 2010 - 10:28
It's hard to capture the feeling of pain when it has passed, you have done that, I like the defiance in the last verse.
xx
kheldar | March 30, 2010 - 11:16
Thanks Shirley xx :--)
seannelson | April 7, 2010 - 00:21
an interesting poem, Kheldar
kheldar | April 7, 2010 - 07:22
Thanks for reading sean