The Pain Of It All...
I wish that I could live again
enjoy the things I love
but everything now different
clouds hang up above
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My world is full of darkness
depression is the boss
if only for a minute
I could regain what now is lost
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I have a silent illness
that you're unable to see
it takes control of my being
has a hold on me
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In the night it follows
allowing me no rest
in the day it taunts me
putting me through all tests
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My legs and feet become swollen
with pain I can't ignore
hips and back feel broken
arms are weak and sore
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Activity for me is seldom
with fatique that just won't quit
somedays nothing matters
I feel like calling it in
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The rain and cold effect me
causing pain right to the core
my memory sometimes failing
existing is a bore
~ ~ ~
Medications not real helpful
the pain just won't subside
confusion wrapped with mood swings
I feel my soul has died
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Others don't believe me
when I sometimes lag behind
don't understand my heartache
to them I look just fine
~ ~ ~
Sometimes I feel like a burden
useless and no good
unable to properly function
the way some feel I should
~ ~ ~
I have a silent illness
that you're unable to see
Fibromyalgia has stolen
the joy of life from me
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03/16/04
By Rose Marie Streeter
© 2004 Rose Marie Streeter
(All rights reserved)
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