Oh pain, oh pain of mine;
Set me free
Give me some ease!
So relief I can see
See the wood from the trees-
Cos I'm blinded in pain,
I need some help to deal with-
Another night yet again!
So I look to my left,
And I look to my right
Please God; can you help me?
In this, my plight!
I just need some ease,
From this unmerciful pain!
Because as it is right now,
It's driving me insane!
It's going up my spine,
And down again
Into my ribs and my neck,
Oh damn it this pain!!
My ribs are protruding in my back;
I think things are bad,
In fact this is the worst pain!
To date that I've had!
Well, for a long time,
I guess I would mean,
Cos my ribs are murderous,
I am a sight to be seen!
My face is as white as milk,
So I am told today
Well let's face it,
It really made my day!
So I guess you could say
I look as bad as can be!
And feel just terrible,
Oh what a sight I am to see!
I am doped up on morphine!
To drown out the pain,
But all that does is cause me-
To go insane!
Cos I take them to ease;
This pain of mine;
Give me some ease,
And help my spine...
But they knock me senseless!
And sick and stuff;
Makes me feel so damn...
Awfully rough!
And they keep me awake,
Though dull my pain!
Yes, this morphine!
Drives me insane!
So I take them and go to bed
Where I am safe to be,
I can't fall over in bed,
But I can't sleep either you see!
The morphine keeps me awake,
My head won't rest,
This is another pain trial!
And another pain test!
And I pass every test that!
That God throws my way!
It's just so damn hard
This particular day!
I'm on a really bad pain run,
Oh woe is me,
With a pain so out of sight!
And that only I can see!
I can hardly move my bones,
Oh but they are so bad,
They make me cry,
And make me feel so sad!
I wonder at times
How I get through this pain!
And say I can't take any more,
Yet I take it again!
I am as strong and as stubborn!
As God made me true,
But even at times,
I don't know what to do!
So I plaster my smile;
All over my face, as I do,
Reply to any questions when asked;
That I'm ok too!
But right now and out of control
I'm finding it rough,
It's a good job I'm strong,
And a good job I'm tough!
But even me, I struggle!
When in this amount of pain;
And I know throughout my life,
It will happen over and again!
If I told you I live with constant pain
In my life every day;
That's exactly what I mean,
There's no respite come what may!
So I tell myself to be strong!
And focus and stay true;
Keep the determination inside me,
As only I can do!
And tell myself not to worry!
And never to fret,
Don't dwell on the scary future;
It's not here just yet!
Cos miracles do happen,
Of that I believe is true;
And I hope maybe one day
I will get one too!
But it's all up to God;
I am at His mercy for life;
But; 'please, I ask you God,
Help ease my strife!'
I pray He will listen,
And hear my woeful cries to Him;
And ease my pain a little,
And help me this night, to win!
And to let me have some ease,
And maybe a bit of a sleep;
To help me get through it!
My mountain of pain is so steep!
All I can do now
Is to wait patiently and to see;
If my God up above, this Icon;
Will listen to my plea...
And help me through this dark, dark night!
Its a good job He gave me the gift of words...
So I can write it out; eke it out...
And get me through another night...