My body stiffens
with the tension
of tight muscle pain
as the light brown halo
forms around
a purple colored bruise
slash sprain.

In sleeping
my dreams are strange
they range from space
to earth bound pursuits
but one wrong movement
finds me transitioning
from unconscious dreams
of painful things
to an awakened state
of annoying pain.

The day progresses
as I obsess
and become depressed
because I cannot
go to the gym
and exercise
all of my demons
without doing
more damage
to my current injury.

Slowly the bruising recedes
leaving only fuzzy memories
that sharpen with
a jolt of awkward movement.
My smile and jesting disposition
may hide the obvious truth,
cause I will laugh at my pain
to hide it from you
but my poems are where
confessions lay
and right now I must say,
I wish this injury
would just go away.