Final frontier

 

Pain digs creases into my palms

deeper than the lines which tell my fate

 

i clench tight

close my palms

hold the pain in

hold it prisoner

deep and dark

 

it courses through limbs

wafts out of pores

turning into steam

into clouds

engulfing

suffocating

 

head thrashes  violently

to break free

free of the pain

 

exhausted

i rest

breathe in the pain

softly

give in to it

gather into myself

love it

own it

let it weigh me down

like the heaviness of sleep

an infant round my neck

 

my final frontier

to  love

to  accept

this pain

mine 

a child of my womb

always with me

may wander away

play awhile

and return

always mine

 

june 19