Nestled next to the warmth of my love;
I listen to the soothing sounds of his breathing.
He is at rest.
My body is at war again, with pain mounting wave after wave of attack.
Quiet tears, my only outward sign of the battle within.
I have tossed and turned, finding no comfort in any position.
Sleep eludes me and at last, I leave my lovers side, hoping not to disturb his slumber.
The snow falls outside and it is this that has allowed pain to set siege.
With hands that feel bruised and worn,
I try to fight back, driving him away with words.
That I will drive him out, I have no doubt, but each battle leaves me weary.
He departs in the wee hours of the morn,
But with each leaving, a part of him stays behind, to grow stronger in my weakening body.
An undercover agent in the war that is my life.
Published by Peggy Montgomery
A former RN, Ms. Montgomery is now retired from the medical field and devoting her time to writing. She had her first novel published in November of 2009 and is working on her second book. She writes about... View profile
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5 Comments
Post a CommentI cry for you and all of us who suffer thru this hell.We alone understand!
I'm so sorry to hear about your pain. It can be a tough condition to deal with. You expressed it so beautifully with this poem.
Oh, I'm so sorry that you have to experience this. :(
No, it isn't pleasant, and Thank God, it isn't this bad all the time, but oh when it is...there is nothing I can do but wait it out.
The weather effects me too but nowhere near to this extent. Broke my collarbone many years ago and rain and damp makes the area sore. Can't imagine my whole body feeling like that.