Unrelentless

Pain is an aching presence
that gnaws at your will to enjoy life.

The constant spur of an angled knife
the tip of which is the reason to wince
takes its time and then yours.

You wake in a sweat and leave in a huff
and you slightly twist and your world goes off.

The regret for whatever it was that
started this ill framed sadness
jumble rolls awkwardly in and out.

Wringing hands and a flurry of pills,
constant discomfort and a head unclear.

Madness is a love letter from an anxious troll
whose only concern is to prod your spiraling
into a closet of anguish and sorrow.

Son of a bitch make it go away
and tell me the sunshine has been hiding
behind the roof.

Oh!

But it's morning, and my old hint
has my attention, and I can't find
my shadow; oh, it's me.

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