Fibromyalgia Poems

Bad Days

It’s a bad day today

All I can focus on is the pain

I’m crying alone in my cocoon

Wishing someone would understand

Painsomnia creeps in

I know my body needs to rest

But it continues to fight against me

Keeping me awake

My stomach starts to cramp

Unsure if it’s hunger or sickness

I wonder if I’ll survive the day

Or if this pain can kill me

I try to focus on my breathing

Think of over times I’ve survived

Even when I thought I couldn’t

I made it to another day

I will always have bad days

When I struggle to cope

But there is always a way

I’ll make it through

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