Shortcuts

2 Aug

Shortcuts

I wake up with a rush of pain
It courses through my frame
It leaves me short of breath and sets
My nerve endings aflame

My instinct is to reach over
And grab on my nightstand
A painkiller called Tramacet
With my numbed up, cold hand

I close my eyes and have to laugh
How that’s my first instinct
In the face of chronic pain
Not often have I blinked

Yet first thing in the morning when
My brain is all clouded
With buzzing pain and noise, my thoughts
Feel very much crowded

And the thought that knows the pill
Is just a quick shortcut
Gets lost among the others that
Want to bail out my butt

The problem with the bailing thoughts
Is that they think short term
They’re lazy, weak and cowardly
Afraid to ever squirm

And writhe and ache and throb with pain
They just want it to stop
They think everything will be fine
If that pill you just pop

Or throw back just a couple beers
Or something with more kick
Like whiskey, scotch or tequila
Become a numbed up brick

And if the liquid cure falls short
There’s always harder stuff
Things you can inject with needles
White dust you can snuff

I think the problem is that we
Don’t take the time to think
About the things we depend on
When we are at our brink

The reflex is to reach for something
That will fix our pain
So few see that we already
Have tools to sustain

Within ourselves, no pills or drink
Or drugs needed to aid
Focus, concentration and
Spirit will dull pain’s blade

Best of all, these cures won’t leave you
Trembling for more
Their effects do not degrade
From what they were before

Unlike pills, or booze or drugs
They grow stronger in time
Your natural abilities
Won’t ever pass their prime

Yes, sometimes you’ll need a hand
To make it through the day
To make yourself productive and
To endure all the fray

But take a moment to think of
The shortcut you are taking
And know you only circumvent
Whatever’s caused your aching

The only way to deal with it
Is with full faculties
The battle will be difficult
It will not be a breeze

But the more you deal with it
Without taking shortcuts
The quicker and much easier
You’ll find that pain’s door shuts

I pull my hand away from the
Nightstand and lay back down
I close my eyes and concentrate
While the pain goes to town

On my body, stabbing, clawing
Ripping at my joints
While it does its thing, I focus
On these finer points

I have the strength within myself
To endure its assault
Today is not the worst I’ve had
No need for the pill vault

I’ll keep it closed until a day
When I’ve tried all I can
Exhausted all my patience and
Don’t have a better plan

But today is not that day
I’ll take the long way there
‘Cause shortcuts only lead you to
Places you should beware

                                  Miro

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