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Share My Pain

John Yotko

Mother Nature’s storms
Mother Nature’s storms are kind
Gentle
Rolling in with ample warning.
The wind picks up
The air grows damp
The temperature drops
The sky grows gray and cloudy
Raindrops start to fall

We see it coming
She lets us know

Storms are on the way – take cover
She may strike hard
Tornadoes
Levelling homes, neighborhoods, towns
Hurricanes flooding cities

We see it coming
And prepare

The storms I feel
The storms I feel come
like a thief in the night

I don’t see them coming

First with a lightning bolt through my eye
Waking me up
Next a tornado sweeps in
Through my still bleeding eye socket
And rearranges my mind
I cannot think

These storms come
Not with refreshing and nourishing rain
But with fire, brimstone and knives

I may love you, hate you, orÉ
Give you no thought at all
But right now looking at you causes me pain
Like knives driven into my eye
Hearing you speak makes my head spin
I become nauseous, I want to fall
You put your arms around me to comfort me
And all I feel is my skin burning
And I want everything to go away
I want to float into nothingness
But that nothingness doesn’t come
I push you way

To the person who examined my brain
To the doctors who prescribed the pills
That only work half the time
An especially to you, the person who offers some platitude
Like, “God doesn’t give you more pain than you can deal with”

I want to share my pain
I want to reach my hand out
Place my thumb on your cheek
My fingers on your forehead and temple
And say,
“My mind to your mind,
“My thought to your thought”
My pain to your pain

I want to share my pain
The fear, dread and depression of
Not knowing if the pain will last a day, a week, a monthÉ
Not knowing if the pain will go away this time

I want to share my pain
I don’t know why
Because that is not me

But right now I want to share my pain
Just to make you go away

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