Pain Stalking

Pain staking living, pain is stalking in life

Pain has become a com’pain’ion.

Just a pun to forget the pain

Tickling the funny bones, not a crime.

Life has been mediocre, this pain well it doesn't augur.

Between the rhyme and rhythm finding a reason

Even just to live, if not to jive

Longer I live, pain it will thrive

I dive into the ocean of my mind

To swim across the tide, pain I could hide

Spine is intact, plan B as a back up

I tell myself buck up and not to give up.

I am a non- believer, got to believe in a doctor

Who will prescribe some therapy to keep me going and a little happy.

I am borrowing words from the book bank, with interest I write

Call it a loan, all alone, pain I feel, but nothing to moan. 

With word play I don't tire, on a cycle of life, fill air in the tyre

One got to move, being stationery leads to stiffness, with life a tiff ness.

I think a bit, gather my wit, I am not a dim-wit.

A twinge of pain, I let-out a swear word dammit.

Non-stop medley of words, baton being passed, from one to another Momentum it does gather, 

Day goes, twilight passes, night shifts and again day dawns

It dawns just take it, there is no option to leave it, await your time.