posted August 29, 2008 11:33 PM
This is a short version of one very much longer Lexigram of:Fibromyalgia Syndrome
A malaise of body...
In rising, I am so sore, agony binds me; I bend beyond my years.
Daily ailing inside, begins,
No end in bearing as syndrome flares, drains me as I labor on.
I moan, I bemoan, as my body fails me some days.
I imagine fine days of no more ailing!
I am sad, angry, mad, dismal, sore.
On bad body days, I resign from normal life.
I sob.
Does my body obey me?
No, sadly.
I sob, and I yearn for an end of bearing my malaise.
I long for, sadly.
as syndrome lingers on and on, no end.
Days, years, go by... agony remains my bride, my groom;
my life in a bind.
A malaise lies, residing in my ailing body.
My limbs are so sore on so many days.
Damn grim malady!
Drearily, grimly, morosely I go on.
My days are abnormal, my arms, legs, brain...
damn, my ears are also sore!
I amble in my agony. I brood, I drool, I sob, again.
Am I dying?
No, I am only in daily agony.
Agony looms in my body
and, soon, my sore areas magnify in my nodes, my meridians.
Infirm, inflamed, so sore, am I.
Copyright Lexx 1987/revision condensed version August 2008
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It is not about waiting for storms to pass...it is about learning to dance in the rain!
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