Buff Puff Puff

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You feel it coming for you
Every day that builds up to it
Deep and dreadful is this foreboding

Everyday it looms over your head
Like a shadow during a sunset
The thought of it so much worse
There’s nothing sweet about this wait

And then it comes
The pain so fierce, it braves you for death
Creating a hollow in your middle
Like the emptiness that comes with hunger
Except you’re not hungry

It comes when you don’t expect
In the middle of the night, most times
You toss and turn and feel it in your dreams
A pain so fierce, it rouses you from sleep

You try not to cry
But it hurts, it hurts so bad
The pain is thick and demanding
Every single minute, it needs attention
Drugs, hot water or to change position

And then it’s over
You thank the stars for this respite
And you begin to forget how terrible the pain
That is, till the foreboding comes again
And you prepare for the next month.

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Author: Adapuffpuff

I blog about Books and Buff Stuff.

One thought on “Untitled.

  1. LMAO. YOU REALLY DON’T WANT TO KNOW HOW I DECIPHERED THIS THING. πŸ˜‹πŸ˜‹

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