Aching and throbbing,
Can’t get away
From the pain in my feet,
Day after day.

Sleepless I’m tossing
Night after night,
Throbbing and aching
Has become part of life.

Both feet I have fractured;
Life’s turned upside down.
I am now so dependant
‘Cause I can’t get around.

Can’t walk too far,
And can’t drive the car,
And shopping is out,
Since I can’t get about.

So at two in the morn
I stifle a yawn,
And sit in my chair
With my feet in the air.

Can’t walk and can’t sleep;
Through the house I do creep,
Make myself a hot drink,
It helps me to think…

Nearly three in the morn,
And I stifle a yawn.
Should I go back to bed?
Maybe lay down my head?

Try to get some more sleep?
But the pain it does keep
Me away from the bliss
Of the one thing I miss;

That’s a whole night of sleep.
Oh, that pain in my feet
I guess should soon be gone
And again, life can go on.

©Cheryl Wright 21st March 2001

This poem was written last year after I fractured both feet