My Name is Fibromyalgia

My name is Fibromyalgia and I live within

I wanted to introduce myself; so, it is here that I begin

I know you’ve seen the doctor hoping to be cured

Well that’s not going to happen despite what he assured

He took long enough to find me as I lay in wait

I will upset and frustrate him, but it is you he will come to hate

I pretend to be so many other things to get him all confused

But each time his test will find nothing; as your body I abused

Medically I am a problem that none of them can solve

But while they are still looking, I will eat at your resolve

I take from you your energy and in return give you fatigue

No one can see it happen; so, they will not notice or believe

I will make your daily life a struggle; and I will take away sleep

In return I will give you pain so bad, often you will weep

You will be tired all of the day, but unable to sleep at night

I will give you lots of things, and all of it just for spite

I am a hundred different faces and each one will take its toll

And I am running rampant in your body, you will have no control

Despite living properly with your diet; and perhaps some exercise as well

None of it matters to me; I am here to give you hell

There is no amount of medicine any one of you can possibly take

That will mask all the pain I give; that is your first mistake

As for all the other things, go ahead and try to sort them out

You will only end up compromising; of this I have no doubt

Now that I have told you of the things that I intend to do

And I have introduced myself from deep inside of you

Even though you know me it will not do you any good

Because to the medical profession I will remain misunderstood

My Name is Fibromyalgia

©Terry Haslett www.facebook.com/MyBrokenPoet