F ~ Poem

Internal pain

a constant constriction

positioned where I cannot see

where I cannot know


which leades to hyper-awareness, constant thought

and question focused inward

I feel week

I feel confused


I am sensitive

and vulnerable.

I want so badly to curl up

yet I am restricted to my right side.


I wonder what is festering of growing inside of me,

cells forming,

impossible life?

Bacteria, pain


In this moment I do not feel whole

let me say that the physical pain is not excruciating or unbearable but the mental effects are deafening.

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