May 2019
From twisting, gnawing, wrenching pain,
The doctors promised him refrain,
And from their view where patient lied,
No one knew of the metal grind.
Until he woke that dreadful day,
And in his bedroom where he lay,
He felt his tendons begin to cry,
Here comes the hell of the metal grind.
From root of bone there promised pain,
The likes not known to him again,
From each heartbeat felt before the slide,
Here comes the hell of the metal grind.
His blessing then turned into curse,
As pain to him was well-rehearsed,
So he sat awake the entire time,
To feel the hell of the metal grind.
He never knew when it would come,
And always thought that it was done,
After every stab into his side,
He feared the hell of the metal grind.
And when the cure for this was found,
The doctors surely did resound,
“Your tolerance for pain is very high!
Most would feint from the metal grind.”
And laughter rang out from their breath,
Though none from him for none was left,
And if he feels invincible for a time,
He recalls the hell of the metal grind.
The doctors promised him refrain,
And from their view where patient lied,
No one knew of the metal grind.
Until he woke that dreadful day,
And in his bedroom where he lay,
He felt his tendons begin to cry,
Here comes the hell of the metal grind.
From root of bone there promised pain,
The likes not known to him again,
From each heartbeat felt before the slide,
Here comes the hell of the metal grind.
His blessing then turned into curse,
As pain to him was well-rehearsed,
So he sat awake the entire time,
To feel the hell of the metal grind.
He never knew when it would come,
And always thought that it was done,
After every stab into his side,
He feared the hell of the metal grind.
And when the cure for this was found,
The doctors surely did resound,
“Your tolerance for pain is very high!
Most would feint from the metal grind.”
And laughter rang out from their breath,
Though none from him for none was left,
And if he feels invincible for a time,
He recalls the hell of the metal grind.
A poem about the worst pain I’ve ever felt. I went in for a surgery on my legs where the doctor had to cut my bone and let it heal over time. They put a metal plate or a rod in place where the bone was cut until it could heal, but my bone grew around it faster than they thought it would. So every time my leg muscles tensed, it would move the metal and cause it to slide against my bone.
