Late Night with Fibromyalgia

It’s after midnight and I should be asleep, but I’m not.  The pain is almost unbearable.  I just want to take my entire rib cage out and hang it on the wall, so that maybe I can get some relief.  I think I have a pretty good idea of how it might feel to be hit in the ribs with a baseball bat.  It hurts to breathe…to move. I just need to sleep.  I have to wake up early and I really don’t have time for this.  I never have time for this, but it always seems to force its way into my life.  I can’t turn it off.  I can’t pretend it doesn’t exist.  I can’t escape from this monster called Fibromyalgia.