In the back of my mind I can hear the words forming “I am fine” A smile appears on my face Then a wince And yet I still pretend I am not in pain There is no wrong here “I am fine” “I am fine” But I’m not My nerves are on fire And I…
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Beneath the House
In a box Beneath the house on 5th street Lives a little girl About yea high She can hardly speak Never has she known love Or the warmth of a hug She cries at night Beneath the house There is a whimper Louder than a mouse And when she sees the light of day She…
Fibromyalgia and I
As I write this my knees are going through a certain type of puberty, trying to decide whether they want to be hot or cold. In truth my knees are swollen and I keep trying to get my husband to buy me new knee caps but it seems that he isn’t going for it. Fibromyalgia…
Spice and Nice 