Chronic

Thu, 07/24/2014 - 18:18 -- TimmyD
Clench. 
Tug. 
Pull.  
 
How are you? 
Have you had a good day? 
 
Pull. 
Clench. 
Tug. 
 
For a day like yours, 
So much I would pay. 
 
Tug. 
Pull. 
Clench. 
 
I’m happy right now, 
Or maybe I’m not. 
 
Pull. 
Tug. 
Clench. 
 
Two things go on 
Up here in my thoughts. 
 
Tug. 
Clench. 
Pull. 
 
Which am I today? 
I really don't know. 
 
Clench. 
Pull. 
Tug. 
 
Most days I need 
To put on a show. 
 
Pull. 
STAB! 
 
That’s what it’s like 
Living with pain. 
 
KICK! 
 
Is my smile real,
Or is it the game? 
 
PUNCH! 
 
I know you can’t see it. 
Oh but it’s there. 
 
BITE! 
 
That monster in me 
Makes me pull out my hair. 
 
JAB! 
 
Right now I seem pleasant. 
And maybe that’s real. 
 
CRACK! 
 
But it’s hard to tell 
With all this 
 
PAIN! 
 
that I feel. 

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