Some think
That physical pain,
Is over exaggerated.
It’s felt
When we don’t want it too.
It’s felt
When something important is there to do.
Why it works this way?
I may never know
Like a nagging sibling?
Never leaving me alone.
Always getting on my nerves.
But that specific pain,
That shocks through my knee
Every time I hit the ice,
From a beautiful jump,
Could be eliminated
With a little break
That I’m not willing to take.
