It’s the weighted chest pain
That’s hardest to explain
The interwoven, the lingering
It spins a web across everyday
It’s the fog you learn to see through
Because you can’t get away
Never the needle in your eye
The thorn in your side
It’s the routine of soft pain
The clingy sting for life
It’s the dull ache
Freedom but on a leash
Your mothers kiss with teeth
You can think beyond its grip
But you’ll never be free
Free pain everyday emotion routine dull soft heart lingering leash grip escape prison normal filter identity mental health relationships living struggle heal journey sadness hurt wound upset interwoven torture
I think everyone aches at some time or other. The ache changes throughout one’s life. Sometimes physical sometimes mental!
Learn to understand them and rest them with respect. G👍
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Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh
Mon 11th Aug 2025 10:50
The routine of soft pain; all pervasive.