How do you measure pain?, par Laura Alaniz

How do you measure pain?

All is relative and personal

Even with one’s own self

It is impossible to compare

As memory distorts pain

Different nerves screaming

To communicate to the brain

(2014)

#SickPoems

Escogí las palabras Más adecuadas Por lo que yo Quería decir Abrí la boca

The E’s squeak by The I’s are too excited The U’s come after Q But the A’s and the O’s They flow

Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger

When the emotion comes up It feels like heartburn Like acid Clenching my throat My ears go watery

The pressure inside Is building It comes out through my eyes I stop up the tears It comes out through my nose

Is there anyone worse than a denti… A dental surgeon I think as I sit alone Battling my nerves As I listen to the patient next d…

Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up

My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory

Does it hurt? When you prick your finger No I do this just for fun Our fingers lose feeling

No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo

My objective is selfish Not to share or be heard To get it out and move on No one seems to hear my pain No one seems to feel my pain

Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall

A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters

No es solo la tristeza Aunque si lo estoy No es por el desanimo Aunque si me desanimo No es tan sencillo

Love is sincere Sincerely Wanting to connect Love makes you crazy Insanity that makes you fly