Although during my strictly: Although during my strictly controlled childhood, I was not allowed to routinely listen to "rock and roll" music, I did, at times, catch some of Tommy James' music (Crimson And Clover fascinated me for its title, and the use of those words in the lyric), and was also starting to read (in a very limited way) science fiction. Your poem reminded me of this combination.
I happen to believe that: I happen to believe that multitudes have experienced this, at one time or another, in their lives. Few have articulated it, because our "happy is as happy looks" society looks down upon, or actively persecutes, the discontented. This short poem is profoundly sufficient to assure those who feel isolated, by this emotion, that they are not alone.
That is a difficult place and: That is a difficult place and state to be in. The metaphors used cement that feeling and the title has sealed it in. There appears to be no escaping.
How could I tire of the most: How could I tire of the most poetic and persuasive validation I've ever received? You keep me reaching higher. Never-ending thanks, my gifted friend.
neither do I, specially in: neither do I, specially in the so called 21st century.... if all individuals are unique, then each of the 7B+ would be different and nuanced from each other, as varied as snow crystals in the Arctic or the sands of the Sahara. We have a clue as to the whys but they are too embarrassing for the prejudiced to man up to. Lol
Although I have seen many: Although I have seen many poems, in the second person voice, I think you have handled this difficultvoice very well. I believe that the subject of the poem required the second person voice---because, in this particular subject, that voice allows you to address the reader directly, and establishing a fellowship with the reader, and presenting an understanding of the universal experience of Pain. A first person strategy, like a blog, might have failed; and a third person approach, like a philosopher would have used, would have sounded hollow or patronizing. Pain is a very personal, and possibly very intimate, experience. Most human beings have some knowledge of it; and, in addressing the reader directly, you establish a keen fellowship on one of the few grounds of our humanity where such a fellowship can not only be established, but can thrive. I can feel better about my pain (in this case, mostly physical, but often excruciating---as it will be on Monday when I undergo a procedure) having heard you describe it (that first stanza is chilling in its verbal accuracy) so well. And, though the poem is subjective, it is also objective because it speaks to aspects of pain that I can validate, from my past, and going forward.
On a couple of Patriciajj's poems, I have said that one of the functions of Poetry is for Poets, who are part of the Cosmos, to explain the Cosmos to itself. I happen to believe we are alone in this Cosmos (although I do not disparage anyone who believes differently), and that one of the reasons for which we were created is, like Adam naming the animals in Eden, to name the constellations, and to create the explanation of the Cosmos for the Cosmos. I also believe that part of this explanation process is to explain ourselves to ourselves as well. Pain is part of this broken world, and one of our burdens within it. This poem you have posted is part of the explanation we offer ourselves, as, for the poem's duration, you speak for us, and on our behalf; and, at the same time, the Cosmos, just over your shoulder, is listening in.
I like how the title and the: I like how the title and the poem's subject dovetail into each other, and to me this is an excellent example of meta-poetry, I applaud your accomplishment here.