You know,
When they say "would you like me to punch you in your left arm so your right arm hurts a little less?"
That's what my body does.
I'm sad,
And my heart is throbbing and tears are streaming down my face,
So my body encounters a solution.
I get a headache, and there's less focus on my sadness.
I worry about medication, and rest,
And I think that my body is wonderful,
Because it's the only one
Trying to save me anymore,
And though it's just a small gesture,
I feel a whole hell of a lot less sad.