The Fibro Rap
I’m damn sick of the pain
I have nothing to gain
It’s a real Fibro curse
Doing its bloody worst
You wouldn’t believe
The pain I receive
Don’t pretend to know it
Just cause I don’t show it
But I really wanna throw ****.
From head to toe
The pains does go
Pinning and gripping
Pulling and ripping
Discs are slipping
Mood is flipping
Strength is dipping
Scales are tipping
I’m cursing & blipping.
Fibromyalgia aint no friend
All this aching has to end
The feet keep cramping
No more glamping
Body on fire
Not with desire
All over I shake
Like an earthquake
None of this fake.
Muscles so weak
Relief I seek
I hate this pain
I hate the drain
It’s weakened me down
Yet I’m still around
Stronger than you’ll ever be
You wouldn’t want to be me
I just want to be free.
This damn curse will have you done
Exhaustion daily is no fun
I live this dark fibro curse
Don’t pretend you’ve had it worse
Every muscle, every limb
Causes lights to go dim
**** this ****, I give no crap
This is my damn - Fibro rap.
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