Pain and I Are One

Pain and I are one, together always,
Pain is always here.
Pain fills my nights and my days,
Pain tries to win its war with me, year after year.
I will not let Pain wear me down,
I will continue the fight.
I will not let Pain cause me to frown.
I will continue to seek out the light.
Pain tries to turn the day to night,
Pain tries to turn happiness to sorrow.
Pain sometimes loses the fight,
Pain however, will be back again tomorrow.
I chase away Pain's storm cloud,
I choose to seek the sun.
But, Pain will always hang over me like a dark storm cloud,
For Pain and I are one.

Anne L. Suplee 05/10/04
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When I have a Bad Day 

When I have a bad day;
A cool wisp of a breeze,
My skin burns. 

When I have a bad day;
The soft glow of a candle,
My eyes hurt. 

When I have a bad day;
The quiet patter of spring rain,
My ears ring loudly. 

When I have a bad day;
The glorious scent of summer flowers,
My nose sneezes. 

When I have a bad day;
The soft squeeze of a friend’s hug,
My body screams.

When I have a bad day;
Kind words from a friend,
My spirit soars. 

Anne L. Suplee – May 11, 2004
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