PAIN

Once again I live with this pain
Is there anything I have to gain
A pain that is felt in both knees
And which nothing can appease

Then pain which stabs my back
Never for one day does it slack
Pain which makes me feel bad
Very depressed, upset and sad

Why this awful pain in my head
That makes me wish to be dead
Why do I live with constant pain
That is slowly driving me insane

December 9, 2005

Poetry © Jan Haile Clark

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