Isnt it strange, how nature makes your forget,
That terrible pain you have and continually get.
It comes in waves when you least expect it,
And you think, please stop now and give me a rest for a bit.
With my batteries recharged, Im ready for the next bout of pain,
Gosh, I forgot how it was driving me insane.
I keep my head high and everyone says I look just fine,
But they have no idea how I really feel at this present moment in time.
I may not have bandages and plaster anywhere on my body,
But believe me it just keeps on coming back and driving me potty.
Now Ive tried everything available in the book,
And yes, it helps but only with my foot!!!
Im writing this poem as I just cant sleep,
Its that awful pain again from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet.
Im sure one-day someone will find a cure,
But until then I shall just have to suffer some more.
So, while your sleeping like a baby in bed,
Think of me sometime while I try again to clear my head!
Im afraid thats all I can think of, for the time being anyway,