Daily Pains and Plans

The daily pains,
of everyday,
haunt and move,
the empty halls of my
inner workings.

The daily plans
of moving past
yesterday
even though there is no yesterday,
I feel I should be able to recall

So I plan my pain,
in little boxes,
in written pages,
and filled out sheets.
That way there is something to show,
something to gain,
besides this pain.