Consumed by Pain (poem)

Consumed by Pain

12-8-11

Throb

Pulsing

Expanding

Spreading farther

Beating heart making

Pain filling everything

Pushing out all else that makes

Who I am possible to be

Leaving me nothing but frayed nerves and

Exposed senses burning in open air.

Form: Etheree

This poem can apply to the migraines that I have been prone to over the years. It's also fair to say that it applies to the way I have felt on the steroid runs that I have had to go on recently. As this run of steroids draws to a close (I am almost done with my oral steroids), I write this as a hope I don't have to go on another run anytime soon.