It wraps itself around
Our innermost being
It swells and
Sends tendrils to
The most distant parts
Leaving no nerve unmolested.
It has so many faces
Making its capture
Much more convoluted
Morphing, shifting, ever changing.
Its manifestations are many
Taunting each of us
In unique ways
Similar faces many of us see
Yet some are spared
The vast multitude of masks.
Others it would seem
Those like me
Are being shown
More faces than could have been imagined!
The reason for Pain’s
Many faces…..masks
Science does not yet understand.
Definitely not found
Alone in the mind
Pain is a true
Physical opponent
Fighting for control.
We each battle
We wage our own
Individual war
Yet we share
The common opponent!
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