Moments and Pain



 Moments

They hurt

Deep pain

An ache

The yearning

More pain


The burning

The purging

The dark

The fall.


Moments

Sweet hugs

Small hands

Warmth


Softness

Purity.


Moments

Black

Falling

Nothing

Fear.



Moments

The painfulness 

The fear

Denial

Medical....



I need the moments

Because


I am dying

AND

No-one is listening.


-Madi-

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