Fibromyalgia
No one ever told me when I grew up things would be this hard.
No one ever knew.
Everyone just took one day at a time, being a puppet and working for lard.
No one ever knew.
Now here I am, living my life day to day in sickness more than health.
Who never knew?
I have to get out of here, my children my health.
I knew.
It has taken over my body, it has made me incapable.
I know now.
The pain I ensure everyday has never been measurable.
I know now.
This is my life, this is how it'll end.
I'm very confused.
Where's my Angel that the heavens sent?
I no longer know.
Copyright © Luna Ra Rune | Year Posted 2013
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