Spherical Moment Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Friction being felt somewhere within, as I travel through
life with spheres of pain closing me tightly in.

Afraid of sleeping, because of it, not wanting to experience
it's intensity, sololy trying to hide from it's sight.

Not only making it, just sometimes hoping to surpass it's
sensations to allay it's hurting circumstances.

Loathing it's presence in my body, wishing that the reasons
can be found to eliminate it for good.

Reasoning and logic of many doctors not able to find any
reasons for it being, especially so sharply contained
therein.

Wholly being incapacitated by it's stances, attempting to
live in spite of it.

Totally hoping that I can write it all away into many poems,
crossing it forever out of my life.

So sure that eventually I'll be able to do so, yet wondering
if I'll be able to.

So undecided, vacillating moment to moment, turning away from
the entire environment of living in this spherical moment
of eternity.

So much needed to be done and nothing being able to be
completed before the sun goes down.