To be separated
Body and mind
Split between thoughts of love
And questions for the enemy
Yet they both reside
In the same body
In my body
There are no answers
Just community
A family of people like myself
Found here
Yet spread all around the world
Provide strength
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I didn't know back then that life would change forever. I didn't know what pain was then. I didn't know the sacrifices and allowances I would end up making. I didn't know my hair could hurt. I didn't know that I would have to give up the things that brought me the most joy because I just couldn't do
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I tire of my body. I tire of my pain. I tire of the whirlwind scraping the walls of my skull. I tire of the weeping willow cracking and sprouting within thine eyes. I tire of courage. I tire of strength. I tire of personal earthquakes that make morning coffee a joke! I tire of cramping: calf, thigh,
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A poem submitted by one of our writers and she also has been reading our site for some time now. She lives with Fibromyalgia.
Fibro, A poem.
Could you imagine being 20 years old,
30 years old,
And being stuck in the body of a 90 year old?
Watching your skin turn to hell and flake, away
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I found this video on youtube last night. (Yes, I couldn't sleep again) But I feel that maybe I was meant to find this video and share it with all of you. The video shows a performance of live poetry by Shanelle Gabriel from Brooklyn, NY. Not only did I identify completely with her words and experie
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