Pain pain go away and come again another day.

Or never preferably.

Oh how I wish I could divorce you from my life.

I would sign those freeing papers so fast.

A lifelong companion always around me in some form.

I don’t recall inviting into my life.

***

I always know when they come around.

Walls close in far too tight.

Colors become one dimensional.

Food loses its flavor.

Breathing a ragged panting chore.

Hated in every aspect.

***

Why do you like me more than everyone else I know?

How could I be so interesting.

Is it something I did or said?

Or could you have been interested in me from the beginning.

When will you leave again?

O count the seconds.