My Gifted Life

Pain,

it focuses my mind, my eyes,

It instructs and separates that which can reduce it, and all the rest that passes by

I scream, but pain doesn’t care. She wears her leather vest and sneers

an eternity passes while pain endures

at last, damp with sweat we sit up and watch the dawn appear

hope rekindles in these tire hearts

and they walk hand in hand toward the sunrise