I can’t remember, or even imagine, what it feels like to not be in pain.
The thing about my pain is: I worry
I can’t remember what it’s like to not have a headache:
that this is the norm
I’ve had the same headache for over a decade.
Some days it’s quieter
(dull thuds along historic skull fractures)
feels the same
Some days it’s deafening
living life in constant pain
(crushing neuralgia that laughs at painkillers)
that only I can’t handle it
But it’s always, always there.
and only I complain.