Pain coursing through the veins
Unyielding and smothering
Taking over every joint
Warping the mind and disturbing the synapses
In time, it becomes the pain
And in turn, the pain searches
It then finds pockets in which to breed
It doesn’t hide but it plays peekaboo
Tick tock, watch the clock
The pain ebbs and flows while it saunters
Then it floats through the air
The pain mars the smile
It transmits doubts and sows sorrow
A pocket full of seeping pain
Clear the mind, mind the body
Left famished for some relief
Categories: Fitness, Health, identity, mental health, Poetry, Psychology
psychologistmimi 
It’s True When We Hide Emotions
Emotions Become Pain in Every Way
We Feel and Sense From Head To Toe
And So Much More Beyond All of What
We May Discretely Measure And Observe In Others True
So Yes Scream At the Ceiling to the Top of Your Lungs
Create A Tear And Tale A See Fairing Story of How The
Struggle Becomes
Healing Waves
As Ocean
Comes Back
To Balance Whole
And Sure Heal A Stranger
on the Way of Your Caring Story
Isn’t This What We aRe Doing Now
What We aRe ReAlly Doing NoW AS Humans
On This
Earth
Or
Not
i Believe
It is For No Reason
Yet What i STiLL
Feel And Sense
Is Most Real Within…
You Know i had This Whole Thing
Written Differently And my wife Came
in Exclaiming Something About Coming
Lunch it Jolted me Back into Reality i Hit
A ‘Wrong Button’ and it Deleted All i Wrote And You
Know How that Works Once Original Creativity Now
is Lost From Page or Canvas It’s Never Coming Back the Way
It Was Before No Different Than With Every New Breath Now
We Become New Creations of Being Human So YeS Once Again
iNHaLinG Peace EXHaLinG Love i Let The Waves Come As the Ocean
Knows
Best
STill
Coming
Free Now
SPiRiT Winds Flow New..:)
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