Isn’t it strange, how nature makes you 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, I’m 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 I’ve tried everything available in the book,
And yes, it helps but only with my foot!!!
I’m writing this poem as I just can’t sleep,
It’s that awful pain again from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet.
I’m 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 some time while I try again to clear my head!
I’m afraid that’s all I can think of, for the time being anyway,