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On the household chores.

On paying the bills.

On making the phone calls.

Clearing out the junk piles.

Doing the self care.

Overwhelmed and unable to do anything.

Choose one.

Do it.

And slowly you won’t be so far behind.

When they laugh

and talk all night long.

Their music choices

may be ones I like

but I do not need to hear them

at 3am.

It is when they shriek

and scream in joy

from having a good play

in the game

they are playing online

that truly bothers me.

I too have been a gamer.

I understand the excitement

and how restraint is difficult.

Now on the other end

I try to be patient

but the older I get

the less I seem to have.

When you call them out

They get outraged.

When you tell the truth

they say you are lying.

The do not like it

When you point out they are wrong.

Mistakes may be made

but not by them

Otherwise they would have to face

Themselves in the mirror

and they can not see past their own

Reflection.

The pain won’t stop.

Pain relievers have been taken.

Resting is not an option.

The eyes feel strained

and my body feels drained.

It is a constant ache.

Nothing seems to help.

A doctor might prescribe something stronger

but I do not think it will help.

So I will lie here in agony

and pray that the pain goes away.

The constant noise.

The sounds that

do not get filtered out.

It is insistent,

insidious.

My brain is full

and I can not understand

what this means.

The neural network

has broken down

and so I try to find

a calm place

and yet even there

I find they can reach me!

When your addiction

Leads you to staying up

Past your bedtime.

Your body aches

The older you get

The longer the hours played

And yet you can not

Resist the siren call

Of the board

Or the dice

Or the tokens

Or the cards

Or the fun

Of just solving puzzles.

The game is all you live for!

What will it look like?

Will the removal hurt?

I am scared!

They said it was minor

but living for weeks

with strips of cloth

across parts of my body

has become my world.

What will I do

if the pain is still there?

The worst would be

if I scarred!

Do not hit them against a pool edge.

They will hurt for weeks and weeks

and make sitting very uncomfortable.

Or maybe it is just because I’m old

that my posture is finally folding down.

Nah, It’s the tailbone.

I’m sure of it!

Emotions

Overwhelming

Fear

Despair

Uncertainty

Anxiety

Kicks in

Yet

Crying

would

Help

It

Just

Won’t

Come

Feeling

Lost