THIS MUCH PAIN?


i can’t be in this much pain?

there can’t be such a THING as this much pain?

not when i do so little?

it’s killing me…

some days it is too much.

i have got dressed.

am not ready to go back to sleep.

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3 comments

  1. I bounce out of bed a morning person, my husband, well, isn’t. He looks and shakes his head when I go in and say ” I have tea or coffee” he grunts “I am lonley it is ten O’clock” a sad slow blink and down turned mouth dresses his face as he says ” you exhaust me” . And that’s before I sing and dance *whispers* I think he knows it’s coming.

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