The pain within me

It coils within and within

Where am I now?

It hurts, it hurts so

The pain is clouding my thoughts.

Where am I now?

Where am I to go?

I feel so lost and yet

I cannot go there yet.

Running through the fire

On and on I go and I'm

Running through the fire

Note: This is a poem I wrote after my doctor's visit. I was thought to have Interstitial Cystitis, which is a painful bladder disease. Basically, the fire represents the pain I go through every day. The fire isn't constant...I get breaks from it...the fire does go out. But it's still there.