Relief

Pain, but not normal;
No, this pain is worse,
So much worse;
It threatens to choke you,
It squeezes you, 
Every time you move it hurts worse.

Thoughts of darkness,
Swirling, griping;
Anger, so much anger,
It courses through you;
You cannot bear it,
For it threatens to take away who you are.

By now you're screaming,
Crying, shouting;
Relief! Relief!
It's all you want,
And when it isn't given to you . . . are you content?

The anger, the pain,
They will be gone;
Not today, maybe not for years;
But relief will find you,
And with it—redemption.