Anatomy of Pain

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First the air leaves the lungs
And can’t seem to find its way back.
Then the heart can’t get it together
To beat the way it should
And there is a wailed scream in the mind.
After that chaos rages in every cell.
Water from everywhere in the body pools in the eyes
And starts leaking.
The world vanishes in a sustained blur.
With luck death will come now.
Sounds come out of your throat
That you don’t recognize.
Rational thoughts frozen,
Flight and fight responses
Take over blindly
Furiously
Desperately
Simultaneously
Ineffectively…

Then begins the wait
In the black pool,
Alone,
Doubled over
On your knees,
For colours and sounds to return,
For life to make sense
Again.

photo: http://www.flickr.com/photos/ecstaticist/3909188876/

About emmylgant

Cloud watcher and dreamer sometimes wise, often foolish, but I am what I am.
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16 Responses to Anatomy of Pain

  1. tonyprance says:

    Yikes Emm, are you ok ? You have been very busy and I have been …elsewhere. I hope your real world is spinning as it should be …. …Tony

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  2. Aïe!
    Comme tes mots sont douloureux!
    Tu écris encore á la perfection, mais zut alors, la tristesse et la douleur sont trop.

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  3. PapaBear says:

    Sounds like describing a heart attack !!!

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  4. arjaybe says:

    Ouch, em. I don’t like to imagine what would have to happen.

    rjb

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  5. makagutu says:

    That explains pain very well!

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