Friend asks "Is your pain gone?"
I ask "Which one?"
The one that pinched me down my waist
and had me crippled for a week?
Or the one that kept me wide awake
and wouldn't permit me to eat?
Are you talking about one I had
when I didn't, all night, sleep a wink?
Or one when you sat next to me
and you wept bitterly instead of me?
Pain like tourist, visits me,
testing my strength from time to time
Walking, crouching all over me
but never reaching beneath my thought
Its physical, nothing serious, my friend,
Leans against me till I too bend
Soon its retreats
I know it will be back
cause it love me loads
When it comes this time
to be of a milder tone