Simply Me: It Is What It Is: Fibromyalgia Poem

Friday, March 4, 2011

It Is What It Is: Fibromyalgia Poem

Posted by Unknown at 10:26 AM

The pain is never-ending

Relentless, unforgiving

Throbbing, stabbing, burning

So tired of suffering

But there is no other choice

There is no cure

All this to endure

Nowhere to hide

Anxious to confide

To anyone, anywhere

This isn’t fair

But it is what it is

Maybe someday you will care.

1 comments:

Anonymous said...: I coudn't have said it better myself! The worst part is when family can't or won't understand what we go through! All the missed events that we pray we will be able to attend....but then fail to do so. And then we are blamed for being insensitive, lazy or just uncaring. It breaks my heart that those closest to me are not there for me during the worst times! Thank you for writing this and may God bless you and all FMS sufferers! Love, JennaBug; May 6, 2011 at 7:55 PM

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