Pain

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One simple question, with a wall behind it. 

Are you okay?

Most of the time, I am okay. 

Then the waves of pain wash over, making everything blurry. 

I try to clear my mind, but I feel more like swimming. 

It is pouring outside, soaking everything. 

Just like inside, the pain keeps flowing. 

I may have old bones and old joints, but I try. 

I wish this pain would end, but it is my life. 

I do not wish this pain on anyone.