As I sit here in pain and write these words
I tell myself it is only a minor pain
Two on the scale of ten
I can bear it-
But it bothers me
It wakes me at night
It makes my walking that I so once loved
Not pleasant-
It interrupts my thought
It makes me less patient with others
It simply bothers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem