Life is Pain

flat,800x800,075,f

Life is pain.

And I don’t mean that
in some philosophical
bullshit way…(or maybe I do?)

Life is pain, whether it
be physical, mental,
emotional, or existential.

The gentle yearning ache
of a heart perpetually unfulfilled…

The bittersweet bile of nostalgia
creeping up one’s throat…

The sharp bite of our
unreliably aging bones…

The mind-numbing weight
of each day survived intact…

The desperate call of a soul
that may or may not actually exist…

~ Maranda Russell

Advertisements

11 thoughts on “Life is Pain

  1. Dear Maranda,

    Even Pain Takes A Rest

    Nothing is a constant – Even pain takes a rest. Something to consider When you’ve pain in chest, The back, the breast. Spasmed cramp or fever, Nothing lasts forever.

    When sleep is broken And you’re woken up at five, Think, “Well I’m squirming, but alive!” Even if you wake at four With awful aches you can’t ignore, Everything relaxes in the end.

    Warmly, Arlene

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Even Pain Takes A Rest

    Nothing is a constant –
    
Even pain takes a rest. 

    Something to consider 
When you’ve pain in chest, 

    The back, the breast.
    
Spasmed cramp or fever,
    
Nothing lasts forever. 



    When sleep is broken
    
And you’re woken up at five, 

    Think, “Well I’m squirming, but alive!” 

    Even if you wake at four 

    With awful aches you can’t ignore,
    
Everything relaxes in the end.

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s