Abstractions of Dirty Laundry

Inside is a pain
Literal
Crushing
Nauseating
Alive

It keeps me from sleeping
To simply lay
Peaceful
Would be heaven

I cannot even touch it
Stroke it
Soothe it

It hides under my ribs
Evil
Taunting
Reaching around and kicking me in the back

All consuming,
The pain sneaks in
Just when I start to feel normal
And reminds me I am not

Soon enough I shall have my revenge
I shall lay on a slab
A bright light shining over me
And a team of skilled assassins
Will carve the pain out
And slice it thin
And I shall be free.