When you wake with stiffness in the morning and Fibro fog clouds your mind, it can be easy to forget you’re not alone. I read a poem posted over at Gather.com, and this writer’s simple words may reflect some of your daily struggle.
Here’s the first few lines:
I wake up to feel the pain,
It’s presence numbs my brain.
For this pain seething and pure,
The experts have no cure.
I hope to see more poems, stories and writing online from real Fibro sufferers like Christine K., who wrote the aforementioned piece. If you have poems you would like to share with others, e-mail me at fibrospot@gmail.com, and I will post them on FibroSpot.