chronic pain

starting small

as a whisper

filling silence

one step

all the time

it builds a home

biting deep into empty air

where nothing stirs

kept peaceful absence

sacred

every day growing

louder into the void

thumping against

banging upon

destroying

everything you once were

everything before

lost to the thunder

filled to burst

never again

numb

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