I sit in bed
Or on the couch
Shoveling food
Into my mouth
My dog curled up
Laying on my legs
Protecting me from
Her imaginary danger
I don't cough
Don't sneeze
I don't even
Feel drowsy
But this pain
It's real
And medicine doesn't help
This awful pain I feel
Not ibuprofen
Nor advil
Can take it away
This paralyzing pain
At home
I lay
Waiting
Waiting for it to stop
This pain I feel
It's very real
And I'm waiting for it to stop
Waiting for it to finally stop
Eventually, the pain
It stops and I'm joyous
I feel this pain
No more, no more
Finally, I can get up again
Go to school again
Have my life again
All once the pain has stopped
But still, I feel
A small bit of pain
Reminding me of
The bad days
It lessens each day
The more I can play
The pain slowly dissapates
And finally, I can be me
By: gotohelltoburnwithme
Inspired by the fact that I'm at home, in pain, on the couch, dog on my legs, during the school day, with no help from painkillers
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