Broken

A poem about living with chronic pain.

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Shards of glass are everywhere,
dancing up and down my spine.
Movement makes it all worse,
but standing still is impossible.

Aching. Constant aching.

I feel so completely broken.
I am so beyond done.
I don’t want to do this anymore.
I can’t do this anymore.

I live with chronic back pain due to my scoliosis. Sometimes, it gets incredibly frustrating and disheartening. I’ve found that writing about it helps me process when things get a little too overwhelming. This poem was the result of an incredibly bad pain day.

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I am a 38 year old dreamer who is living with Scoliosis. I’m an avid reader and a total nerd at heart. I like to share my thoughts on things.

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