I have a demon—
It gnaws at my spine.
The pain that it infects
Is always on my mind.
Oh, I can take a pill
Or use a nice salve.
The pain always comes back—
It just drives me mad.
The strange thing is,
The pain is only in my mind.
There is no way to ignore it;
It’s with me all the time.
They say they will burn the nerves,
And I say that’s alright.
It makes me think about
What I’ll do to win this fight.
I will destroy a part of my body
To take the pain away—
A thing that lives inside my mind
Is stealing every day.
Who should pay for this?
Insurance fights the cost.
But I’ll do anything, you see,
To make this pain be lost.
About the Creator
Mark Stigers
One year after my birth sputnik was launched, making me a space child. I did a hitch in the Navy as a electronics tech. I worked for Hughes Aircraft Company for quite a while. I currently live in the Saguaro forest in Tucson Arizona
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