On My Own Poem by Aria Lei
On My Own
Back still hurts,
Hip thing still hurts-
It's sending shocks of
Pain through me. Then
It goes away, tricking
Me into thinking it's
Done, when it comes
Back.
Pain is my life now,
Emotional, in the heart
And soul, and Physical,
In my back and every
Bone and joint south of
It. No one has taken
It away yet. No one.
And, though I try to
Pretend, I can't do
It on my own.
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