It's not that being in pain is hard,
being helpless is.
Normally I bounce from step to step
destroying the world with my rhino horn
and cheery attitude.
But with pain,
I feel alone
and when I'm alone is when the voices start.
So many voices with their
"How come?" and "failures"
yelling in my head
and I can't get it to stop.
All I can focus on is my one tiny step
to another tiny step
until all the distances in the world have been covered
with sheer persistence
because the opposite doesn't exist.
Nothing does not exist.
Therefore I must,
and I do,
and I will.