A poem for you. If you like it, feel free to use it. =)

[Sarah-Jane]

WHAT IS FIBROMYALGIA?

Interesting you should ask, because it’s actually one of the most

Interesting and varied illnesses I know!

Sadly, as you would expect, the word illness goes hand in hand with pain;

But such a variety of pain!

Intense crippling pain, tingles dancing on your skin.

Warm burning pain without heat,

Deep seated or sitting on the flesh;

Ripping pain, aches and indescribable pain,

Moving from one part of the body to another,

Like it cannot make up it’s mind.

It’s alive and hides itself from prodding fingers

Sometimes allowing itself to be spotted, then it hollers!

Myths develop from it, crises too, tears trickle or pour,

But still people say ‘you look well’ – sometimes that’s nice,

I don’t want to look ill, but sometimes it’s not, because then

No one believes me!

It’s hidden inside of me, screaming to get out,

To be seen,

To be heard,

But right now, it’s being felt,

Honestly it’s true.

I am ill, how about you?

[Cleaner]

Hi Sarah-Jane I have only just joyned and read your poam.its so true to how I feel most of the time. I find it hard to write things down so thankyou for the poam it discribes me to

[Hidden]

thats a nice poem and says it like it is lol love to you diddle x

[Bumble]

It says it all...well done x

[tinkz2007]

Great Poem xx

[lynz]

wow thats really good well done

[Sarah-Jane]

Really pleased you like it. As I said, feel free to use, share, whatever. I am not longer on Facebook, feel its too linked to strangers even when its meant to be just friends in my case. However, share. It would be nice to think it may help someone understand just a little bit more.

Soft hugs everyone. =)

[sueuk]

xxxxx

[Hidden]

hi, I liked your little poem and started to think well why dont i give it a go so i thought my typical day

I woke up this morning it’s early and bright, I’ve slept for six hours to my delight

My eyes try to focus but my head starts to thump my muscles are aching and starting to jump

I know it’s the start of another day and already I’m thinking pain go away

I try to get focus and work out a plan of ignoring the cants and helping the cans now

Will it be trying to get out of bed, or first taking tablets to clear this head

I know a decision must be made oh why my brain won’t come to my aid

My bladder is full but my mouth is so dry my head aches so much I just want to cry

My mind is racing of the things to must do, but I know one step at a time will get me through

I pick up my mirror and what do I see I see a sad woman and she`s looking at me who is this woman I feel that I know and what is the sadness her face seems to show, I turn away quickly and rise out of bed and go find tablets to help my poor head.

I stand in the bathroom I feel achy and cold and cannot believe how I feel so old

My hips are aching my knees on fire and my hair resembles a tangle of wire

I look in the mirror and what do I see I see the sad woman and realise it’s me