Pain.
It comes and goes in spasms of agony,
but no matter what,
it is always there;
lying inconspicuously under the surface.
waiting

To come in piercing bursts of pain.

Always there
Throbbing
like a heartbeat.

Lurking in the shadows,
waiting
ever
so
patiently...

For the moment you least expect it-
In the middle of class,
during a test,
while reading a book that is supposed to be funny
but it reminds you,
or,
In the pitch black night,
watching stealthily from the corner,
for the opportune moment...
to creep up on you and jump out
to grab you
and
pull you back
into
that
---
bottomless
black
hole
of
misey.
And no matter which way you turn,
there is no escape.
There.
Is.
No.
Escape.