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Running Through the Fire
The pain within me
It coils within and within
Where am I now?
It hurts, it hurts so
The pain is clouding my thoughts.
Where am I now?
Where am I to go?
I feel so lost and yet
I cannot go there yet.
Running through the fire
On and on I go and I'm
Running through the fire
Note: This is a poem I wrote after my doctor's visit. I was thought to have Interstitial Cystitis, which is a painful bladder disease. Basically, the fire represents the pain I go through every day. The fire isn't constant...I get breaks from it...the fire does go out. But it's still there.
This poem is about:
Me
My community