Saturday 17 January 2015

The Thief



One day my husband told me about an acquaintance of ours who had undergone an operation on his back and was struggling to recover. I was suddenly overwhelmed with compassion for this man and also felt quite a strong sense of sorrow and frustration for his predicament.

As one who has struggled with my own health issues in the past, I was surprised to find I was suddenly transported in my thoughts back to some very dark and difficult times during painful, physical trials. I began to recall how debilitating the pain was in my life and found myself thinking with anger, "Pain is such a thief! It robs you of so much!" I was soon writing down my thoughts and my poem, "The Thief" is what came from my heart.

My hope for the first part of this poem is that it may be able to offer an honest insight into what it can be like living with chronic, physical pain. It's a hard thing to understand until you've experienced it first hand. My words and descriptions may differ to what another person might express or feel but it's how I've felt at times in the past and so hope it can offer even just a little insight into the limitations and frustrations pain can bring.