Pain perspective

Body of concrete
Crumbling
Stone crumbs rub together
Amongst the razor blades
Jarring
Grinding
Tearing
Ripping me apart

Look how easily you bounce up the stairs
You with your easy smile, bouncy hair
Bouncy girl with a bouncy life

My knuckles white with holding on
The handrail my saviour

I hate myself for envying you

Around the corner
A wheelchair-bound woman
Smiles
At me
I see her
She sees me

I smile an acknowledgment, a thank you

Perspective
I'm lucky. I know this.